~I walk the sunny block. As I round a corner, there are three young girls ahead of me. I wear dark glasses, a toque, coat and mitts. One girl looks back quickly, and seems to speak to the others. They quicken their pace. A mother suns herself, follows me with her eyes. I sadden.~
Oh my…
Aremyfeetofftheground 
Your sartorial elegance, no doubt, merely drew their attention. Don’t be sad.
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