Gar’s and שת’s place, pt. 2.
37th Ave. سجاد was doing interesting things as I passed DR in both directions, but I didn’t document them photographically due to the rain. As I walked to the supermarket, he was at a register looking at himself with his smartphone camera and fussily adjusting his short, apparently recently and stylishly cut, hair. Braunschweiger, Turkey Franks, cheese ends, blackberries and sour cream from FD. When I was walking back, he was sweeping outside the shop with a plastic shopping bag on his head and looked at me when I wished him a good morning, but he couldn’t bring himself to respond or give me even the tiniest smile, presumably because he was annoyed about his hair.