Back in the Castro…

Meanwhile, once I was back in the Castro after my workout,  a man wearing jeans with a pink belt, wrapped around and tied, not threaded, holding a faintly striped white dress shirt around his naked torso as a wrap, passed by me on his hurry to the subway.  For the icing on this fashion cake, he was carrying (for no discernible reason) a stuffed animal in cobalt blue and acid green.

Maybe it was a murse in disguise:

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