Amber and I snuck out to grab lunch at Boloco. We were walking back, smoothies in hand, when what do we see but a man on all fours digging through a pile of horse poop with his bare hands.
I couldn't help but wonder why there is no place for people to share their strange, shocking and horrifying tales of the events that could only happen in Downtown Crossing. Well here it is...
I couldn't help but wonder why there is no place for people to share their strange, shocking and horrifying tales of the events that could only happen in Downtown Crossing. Well here it is...
Not only was he man-handling it, he was cherry picking (or turd picking if you will) with a piece of paper, scooping them up...I vom'd in my mouth a bit
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