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05 July 2006 @ 10:00 pm
...for a man in tight shorts  
The flower thing was easy, this morning, because I'd just had an enormous breakfast and was radiating genuine love for myself and the world. I just handed the carnation to the first guy who passed us along St Marys. He was wearing dark glasses, a bandanna, and extraordinarily little shorts. He was tickled by the gift and kept yelling "thank you" back at us as we moved along the street.