A pleasant bike ride this morning led me to the farmer's market -- always a cheerful place.
Next to my bike rack was parked a Smart Car impersonating a Mercedes. The owner was wearing the uniform of the old geezer who wants to be considered quite a character: a short-brimmed straw hat, a plaid shirt, suspenders, and high-water pants. He apparently claims to be a tango dancer. I have my doubts that he has successfully danced a tango this century.
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