Don’t Leave me Holding the Bag

So, I'm on the front porch. Here comes this guy from across the street. In his hand, a bag of nice clothes I had discretely (I thought) placed in his side yard, for collection by street people.

He says, "Stop putting bags of clothes on my yard!"

And turns and walks away.

With the bag still in his hand.

OK, what I had done was stupid. My purpose in across the street was to not attract street people to my door. I've been doing it for months. I've been casting-off everything possible as my pending re-lo to Fresno may be The Last Roundup. In any case, it's autumn in my life and I'm ready to travel light.

Yes, my method was stupid, wire-to-wire.

But I did enjoy his holding the bag.

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