in the city

I guess I've gone to the city enough times from all the drunken adventures I used to go on, and the times I go now on a once a week basis for work. It's not the homeless man standing on the sidewalk concentrating good and hard as he was activly shitting his pants.Its not the random people screaming at eachother over he price of a boot leg dvd. It's not the girl doing the walk of shame down 8th ave at 11 am in a see through party blouse.But it was the 2 grown women carrying hoola hoops that made look twice and think ... Wtf.