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Observations from a walk at lunch. It's a beautiful day in center city Philadelphia. Someone is double-parked waiting for someone else to exit one of the rare on street parking spaces available in this angry city. Sure enough the move backs up traffic and the honking and yelling begin. Once the guy gets his spot I watch as at least two of those who were inconvenience for a whole 15 or 20 seconds find it necessary to stop next to the guy and honk and yell somemore. It's lovely to see fucking assholes display they're ignorance on a warm spring day. Further along I heard a guy yell, "shit" and I turned so see a cell phone skidding across 12th Street. It was actually kind of a funny money. I wish I knew how it went flying out of his hand. His fear was, I suppose, as it left his hand and landed on the street that it would be run over. Lucky for him traffic was stuck at a light. Or maybe someone was trying to park. Ha. Anyway, a tourist, a female, tried to run me over by walking as so many people do, directly toward me, I guess expecting me to move out of their way. It's one of the oddest phenomenons of my life. Only her purse managed to hit me and I didn't turn around. Shit, even the tourists want to get me. It's fun to watch people. To remove yourself as active player and become merely a spectator. You see how deeply people are entrenched in nonsense. How their moods are effected by parking spaces. How their deep seeded anger makes them want to knock me down. Ugh!