On Sunday, I'd stopped by a favorite bakery that has really great coffee.
It's so good, I don't need sugar with it. And I normally need at least one of those sugar packets to take the edge off a cup of coffee.
As I made my way to my car, I spotted a man who appeared to be in his late fifties or so. He was well-dressed, which I could see as he climbed out of his Toyota Camry and crossed the street - barefoot.
It had rained earlier in the day so the street was kind of mucky and damp. I could not imagine crossing these city streets without shoes because street cleaning just isn't part of the deal here. This was in Philadelphia - far from a beach town - on a day when the temperature was still only in the 50s.
The man went into the bakery. He came out, balancing several boxes in front of him as he gingerly picked his way - barefoot, again - across the cobblestone street and got back into his car and drove away.
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Oooh that's bizarre and silly, he could step on a shard of glass or something!!
I know!! It was such a weird thing to observe, I just had to document it.
how odd?
The cobblestones can be tricky when you're wearing high heels. Maybe he'd been wearing heels, lol?
Hi, Kitty. Sure, maybe the Manolos were too hard to deal with!
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