...as I come up out of the subway, to get my bicycle and bicycle on back to my house:
A metal tray with a few peas in it, and some peeled potato quarters and some carrot chunks and some more peas scattered all over the pavement near it, like someone had dropped a tin of vegetables that they had brought to or from someone's house that they had been visiting.
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