When I bussed up to the local mall to go get some workclothes for my new job – I needed black pants, and not the khaki pants like I had been wearing at the one (Thai) restaurant that I used to work at – I had gotten them and was back on the bus on the ride back, and when we were just leaving the mall and going to a bus stop by one parking lot facing the back of some endless mini-malls and some people were boarding there, off like thirty-to-forty feet away off into the parking lot was a (taller) (thin) (black) (homeless) man with a presumably stolen shopping cart, stacked up with stuff and from he which he removed several bundles and ran over to the bus to board, entering all out of breath from running over so hard so that he could just get there in time so that it wouldn’t leave without him.
And, when he sat in a seat over by me, then, I leaned over and said something about how he was leaving his shopping cart back behind there.
“Oh, that?”, he was like, “That’s just odds and ends. Maybe they can help out somebody else.”
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