11.03.05

wheelchairwillie at 3:08 pm

There's a liquor store I pass frequently on my way to the bank. It has a usual crowd of the homeless, the drunks, and the weirdos and I love to watch them. Today I decided to get a shot of my favorite homeless (maybe?) guy who has a motorized wheelchair and acts as if he needs it. But, on more than one occasion, I've seen him bolt (yes, bolt) out of the chair and do a little dance as he goes into the liquor store for the day's bottle. I caught the shot below and just as I was coming up to the chair he came flying out of the store. "Stop! Stop taking pictures of my chair you bitch!" he screamed. I was stunned for a moment and then noted the slurred speech and realized I was in no real danger. I smiled politely and kept walking by as he screamed incessantly at me. It's been about four hours but I assume he's still on that corner yelling at me.

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