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I was walking through Georgetown today after leaving the flea market, looking for a Chinese place to eat. I passed this... guy. I had to look twice because my mind just didn't process him the first time. He had to be in his late 40s/early 50s. He had close cropped white hair going in every direction but down. There was a patch over one eye, and a maniacal look over the other. He was wearing cut-off camouflage pants and a sleeveless white t-shirt, and just leaning on newspaper box.

Should have expected him. I had just passed the mental health center.

Just rain already, damnit