I’m walking down Polk street the other day, wearing my favorite
turquoise cowboys boots and I pass a guy standing next to a trash can.
He doesn’t really look like a bum but he does look like John Waters, so
I quicken my step.
As I pass he chirps “I’m married!” so I
walk faster. Then he shouts “But I’m also a cross dresser and those are
the best boots I’ve ever seen in my life!” I stopped in my tracks,
turned around and blew him a kiss.
You know you look hot when
the cross dressers appreciate your outfit. They usually had to dream
about it for a long time before they could bust out and go with it. God
On her way to finding answers to your questions, Babe sees and hears a lot. Loiterer tells some of these stories, but she’s just one loiterer in a city of thousands — send your overheards and pocket-sized anecdotes her way.