A large pickup truck heading westbound rigged with a platform at the front and monitoring equipment in the open-canopied back. One man on the platform operating the camera, two men in the cab, and two more in the back, a total of five.
Choppers in front of and burly men seated outside of the Starbucks on the S.W. corner of the intersection.
A wheelchair bound Asian man in his seventies swaddled in dark clothing listening to his iPod.
Two ladies in front of Banana Republic talking about The Hell's Angels.
A twenty-something guy wearing jeans and a red graphic tee shirt, captioned at the top with "I'd Rather Be", and below a map of Australia, the words "Down Under".
A thin 50-ish First Nations male with a single feather in his cowboy hat mentioning something about NASCAR to his female companion.
A very rotund man in his early twenties wearing an orange shirt heading east along Robson, a book visible through the translucent Chapters bag in hand.
A young man, maybe 19, smiles at me as I take a seat beside him in a store. He's waiting for his girlfriend, I my wife.
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What music? Which book?
Single or lonely? Out of love or in?
What did they have for dinner and with whom?
I swear, sometimes it's like taking a walk in the woods.
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