Today I was fortunate enough to find something fabulous just only five minutes after stepping out of my apartment building. Settled in on the subway, resting lightly against the side railing of one of the benches, I began my usual routine of looking around.

This environment was different. There was so much noise! It came from an enourmous pair of headphones, titled backwards on the back of a head upon which sat a black suede hat with a feather on the side; the tall body of which was outfitted in a green and black checkered suit. A black leather briefcase slouched at his feet. One arm held a lenthgy jacket of a similiar fabric. The other stretched outward to the subway car’s wall; the hand spread naturally on it’s surface. Five feet back was where I stood; from there his nailbeds looked green.

From the headphone came a monstrous sound, the quality of a pawn-shop boom box…