Wednesday

He was in and out of his own head, swaying, "what do you want?" I asked "Pooossseeeee" he said and then gripped his face. "Mother! I want your pussy!" his friends laughed, I called security but he was sleeping on concrete before security showed up. "Not my problem" said the badge as we watched the body wake up and roll over into the street then rub it's crotch on the sewer while the taxis honked and went by...