Thursday, July 8, 2010

When Two Worlds Collide

At Union Station this morning I walked past a homeless man who was busily pouring a cup of McDonald's coffee into a half-full bottle of coke.  In a deep baritone-- like the voice of god-- he proclaimed "when two worlds collide..."

Then he stepped back from the concoction and threw his hands in the air with bravado, looking proud of his work. 

And I kept walking because it was just way too hot and humid, and I was almost late for work.

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