Helped this dude, James, stow on the train without a ticket. He's making his way from Eugene, OR to Austin, TX. Had a friend with him—John—and a dog named Peter. We talked for 30 minutes. James said:
I gave them six dollars and some goods that might or might not be considered illegal in some states. They then hopped a freight train toward Boulder, CO.
Sometimes, to be human, you gotta break the rules.
Walking through the park, I met Gertrude. She turned 99 this week. She complained of not being very photogenic. And her cardigan, though you can't see it here, had every color of the rainbow and every neon you could imagine. It put the Gay Pride flag to shame. She takes a walk in the park every day. She told me.