Downtown Funtime

Alley next to the Buhl building
535 Griswold Street, Detroit
”Man, I’m sorry, I didn’t think I’d scare you, man. You ok?”
”No, its ok, you just startled me. I didn’t see you back there.”
”Yeah? I’m sorry anyway. Yeah… Haha.. Hey, you got any change?”*
* Conversation with a middle-aged black fellow I met while walking through the alley shown above. He apparently lives in a cardboard-box-and-carpet-remnant lean-to on the far side of the dumpster you see on the left. He popped up as I was passing, just seconds after I took this picture, and I peed my pants just a little. I honestly didn’t have any change.




Are you sure you don’t have any change? Any change on you whatsoever?
Can you perhaps make change? For instance, I would like a $20 for this five dollars.
In pennies.
This is cute.
Gotta love a little heart pumping moment in the alley.
For some reason I was sort of hoping this would to turn out to be a zombie story. In the mood for a good zombie story I guess.
I peed my pants a little
Can I interest you in some adult diapers (nappies, we call them over here)? There’s a discount if you buy in bulk. Email me and we’ll talk! Later.
By the way, where’s Closure?
Mate I spent a year living out of a camper van in a pub car park. One evening (eleven o’clock ish) there was a knock on the window and some loony asked me if I sold ice cream!
I even heard someone telling me not to make so much noise crossing a hole in the pavement (some road works).
Trolls will live anywhere.
So what DID you give him?
I used to live in a van down by the river!!
dc: I can no more provide change than I can prevent it.
Rayne:You’ve given me a great idea!
Foot: You know, I’m super glad to see you again. I went through a dearthening, and my only way out was to shrink. I’ve done that, and I assume that I’ll provide additional closure soon. In the meantime, the back issues are all available up top through the SafeSelector.
Meekon5! I haven’t seen you in ages! I’ll have to go visit your blog to see whats up. By the way, could you advise me on exactly WHERE the ice cream is kept in the typical pub car park?
l>t:The satisfaction of seeing my big, beautiful white ass walking away.
pj:Pfft! You did not!
ha ha…hmmm…???
l>t:What?!?
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