Because really, most people wouldn’t think of that and those who would probably wouldn’t do it. So props to this fellow. Way to keep the hands free.

I got pretty excited as I snapped this particular picture because for a moment, I thought his red dry cleaning was, in reality, a red cape. And that he was stretching his arm high into the air in preperation to fly off into the pale-blue sky, to return to a more peaceful planet, where city-sponsored lunch tables and chairs aren’t purposefully arranged in the middle of the friggin’ street, for people to be run over by taxis and poisoned by carbon monoxide.

Side note: getting this picture was tricky. I had to keep scooting up ahead of him when he walked passed cars, to hide behind the opposite front fender – that way, when he walked by I was able to snap clear pictures of him close up. So while I felt (and looked) like some sort of freakish stalking paparazzi, it was impossible to get a non-fuzzy shot otherwise. 

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