I was on the El today (the subway-then-elevated train in Philly that runs east/west) and saw a nicely dressed woman. She had on a long skirt and pretty blouse, both of which were tasteful and well-pressed. She had on conservative jewelry. Her hair was styled and her nails (hands and feet) were recently manicured. She carried a bag that I saw her looking in for something; it appeared to contain a wallet, book, and other items.
Why did I notice this lady? She didn't have on any shoes. She was barefooted. I thought, "Are her shoes in the bag?" Hhmmm, didn't seem possible given its size. I looked around. No one else seemed to notice.
What is her story? Whatever it is, it is now a part of mine.
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