A woman jogger with stocking seams tattooed down the backs of her bare legs, bows at the bottom near her ankles. A man walking along 42nd, not far from Fremont by AJ Java, taking off his sandals to walk in bare feet across Prescott Street. The man bagging my pastries at Delphina’s with his long tresses dreadlocked and secure on the back of his head in a plastic, alligator clip. A man on 42nd Avenue over by Columbia smiling and carrying a watermelon to a pick-up truck across the street—turns out a farm from Hermiston, Oregon was giving them away along with cantaloupes and potatoes in Pioneer Courthouse Square. The red and blue and pink of sunset sky out above the garden after a weird first day of August with its gray clouds and rain.
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I see you figured out the posting. What are seams with bows at the bottom?