While driving back home this morning just now, I stopped at a red light and some older dude dressed in a pretty nice black suit had his hand in his crotch. Upon looking closer, I realized that he was pleasuring himself - right on Santa Monica Blvd. Speaking of SM Blvd. there are so many transsexual hookers out there it surprised me. I've driven down before at odd hours, and even partied at various clubs on the street from time to time but I honestly think that there are more and more hookers! I thought they were cleaning Hollywood up. Well maybe all the hookers from Hollywood made their way over to Santa Monica. Ah the joys of the city life it does amuse me so.
The aforementioned guy in the suit reminds me of when I was younger and riding an El train in Chicago. Some guy got on at my stop and I knew he was up to nothing good. I worked my way to the first train car. He followed. I never made eye contact nor looked at what he was doing, nor cared. Finally he got off the train and as he passed the window (as the train took off) he was jerking himself off! And I laughed. It was shocking and amusing at the same time.
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