i (i) wrote,

the empress's new clothes.

this lady was back at the coffee shop today, only this time she came strolling across the street stark naked, with her clothes under one arm. as she walked by the customers, who were wearing expressions alternating between amusement and pity, she snatched at her breast, loudly proclaiming "me! me!". then, after she had passed, she turned and said emphatically, "you didn't see that disappear, and there weren't any clothes in it!" she walked down a couple of doors and stood around until a couple of bicycle cops showed up with adolescent smirks. by the time they got there, she had dressed, sort of. she had her pants wrapped around her breasts and her shirt tied around her waist. they got her to dress properly, and when i left 20 minutes later, they were still standing around chatting with a couple of business owners and two more cops who had shown up, while she sat on the sidewalk.
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