I got home tonight at about 8 p.m., got off the train and was walking back to my place. Lovely summer evening, warm but not too warm, fading light turning everything rosy and soft.
A guy skates past me on the street. Rollerblades, goggles, a backpack.
In his left hand, held straight out, he held a pair of these.
In the opposite arm, cuddled close to his body, he had a live pet rabbit.
I love this town so much sometimes.