on the streets
every few days, a scruffy looking man sets up his shop on 9th and nicollet right near starbucks. he takes a piece of cardboard and lays it out like a table. then he pulls out a sock full of pennies and pours some onto his makeshift table. he stands up his little sign. written with permanent marker on cardboard, two things every homeless person seems to have. the sign reads "LUcKY PENNiES: $1"
further down nicollet on 8th. a man plays music but only in the evenings. i think it sets a better mood that way. he wears a taxi cab hat, which, along with the way he gets into his music, makes him look jazzy. he plays a recorder very poorly. think 5th grade music class, only now you're grown up and still playing just as bad. he should stick to trumpet. because he is much better at it. he doesn't memorize songs. he has a little music book. turning the page at the end of each song. one cool night when i was leaving work late, he was out playing the trumpet. the music was very relaxing. so i went over and slipped him a five spot. just enough to buy 5 lucky pennies.