You Cannot Read Minds, Yes?

So sometimes I have nothing to do for a few hours and am just chilling out minding my own business watching cars go by. During these times of people/car watching I'll have the occasional stranger walk by who will spark up a conversation. Today was no different, except this time it was a Bulgarian pretty-boy hooker trying to get me to turn tricks.

An odd fellow, really long lanky legs. Pretty eyes. He offered me a cig and we got to talking. Things got uncomfortable fast.

Words of wisdom from the Bulgarian male prostitute:

• "What makes the world go round? Money. I see lots of younger boys around here, this new generation is taking my money. I flaunt my ass harder."

• "I don't care about the kids, they can die. I was kid too you know? No big deal. Everyone dead."

• "You cannot read minds, yes?"

Though I couldn't manage to get a pic of this gentleman, here are other pics from the day.

 

An innocent cat sits.

 

One of my favorite alleys.

 

 Out of all the license plates in the state of Ohio, I found this one.

-Mooch