Kicking at passing Cars

Only the soles of his sneakers were white. It was just after dusk. He stood at one end of the road and when a car approached made a kicking motion at it. Two cars passed. Then he sprinted to the other side.

A Boxer who sells Padlocks…

As I talked to him, it was hard to miss. Older men with sinewy arms, an upright bearing and prominently missing belly fat are a rarity.

So I asked if he worked out.

He boxes. To keep fit. In his sixty’s. My guess was forties.