We were approached for the bazillionth time by a another scammer tonight. It was the usual, "Excuse me, excuse me, I'm trying to get (somewhere)..." MB cut him off and said, "No, I don't have any money," and we turned around and kept walking. I looked back a few paces later, but he'd disappeared. Thank god.
He's the third guy in row I've noticed who, despite looking like a sad-sack deadbeat, was wearing VERY nice jacket. The last time this happened (last Tuesday), I couldn't help but compliment the man on his brand-new olive corduroy coat. He seemed to be appreciative.
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