Late Friday afternoon

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Saw a kid at Bell & Scottsdale sitting at a bus stop in white face paint. Like, full on thick heavy face paint. There was a fair bit of black around his eyes. It was a like a mask. He was looking down and I was going forty, so it I was a fleeting glance at best. But, a memorable one. Over one hundred outside degrees, he’s standing in the sun, on the side of the road, in full face paint. Is there a new Crow movie coming out? Is Insane Clown Posse on tour? Is there some third option an old square guy like me hasn’t even caught wind of yet?

And, I need to know, is face paint the new fixed gear? Steal your little sister’s pants and her makeup? Brakeless and faceless?

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