l****n
发帖数: 6896 | 1 Joe leaned forward, pressed his body weight against the right arm to help
pushing open the heavy glass door of the bank building. It's just over 6:00
AM, the 8th St. was still shy hidden in the shadows of the early morning sun
. The cool air stabbed him in his face, froze his ears, and almost made him
want to retreat back into the building. But he couldn't, his buddy, Tony's
shift was almost over, Joe couldn't be caught in the building during the day
. He knew better than to bring Tony any trouble for letting him spend the
night inside. He just kept walking out of the building and onto the 8th St.
Joe used to work in this bank as the department head of personal financing
until 9 months ago, when he was caught and fired for misconduct. On top of
that, at the age of 43, he ended his 15-year marriage and lost everything to
his adulterous but smart-enough-to-hire-a-good-lawyer ex-wife, and soon
followed by loosing the roof over his head.
Tony, a security guard and his old-time football buddy, would sometimes let
him spend the night in the mail room in the basement, when Tony's on
graveyard, that is. And in return, Joe'd help Tony with his tax returns,
loans, and yard work. Joe considered himself blessed, compared to other
hobos he got to know from under the 520 bridge in Medina. Because from time
to time, he'd have hot showers, hot coffee, pastry, and he could even find
some decent leftovers and what not in the dumpsters by the loading dock at
the back of the building. Better yet, it's close to 405 exit on 8th, where
he "worked."
"I live like a king.", he once bragged in front of his fellow hobos, who'd
consider themselves lucky if they could manage to rumble up a spot under the
bridge.
But not this morning. He hadn't had any luck for 3 days now. And this is
Thanksgiving Day, there wouldn't be a lot of foot traffic on the streets.
Another long, cold day, he thought to himself. But it's ok, because good
days were coming he knew. Shopping season was here, and it's always good for
businesses, and for people like Joe.
Just as he was about to turn the corner, an Asian-looking woman came his
way. Joe became hopeful. With the cardboard sign under his left arm, he
approached the woman with his right arm extended out, palm up. He spoke to
the woman using the only Chinese word he knew, in an almost apologetic voice
"Baozi?" | w********2
发帖数: 6204 | | B****o
发帖数: 8307 | | l****n
发帖数: 6896 | 4 The woman was startled at first, but soon she shined a warm smile to Joe and
fished out a baozi from her purse. Just as Joe was about to take it from
her, a shadow appeared from nowhere and grabbed the boazi from the woman. "
Thank you, ma'am.", Joe heard the shadow murmur.
From the broad shoulders and heavy build, Joe recognized that this was
Winner2012. Word on the street was that Winner2012 was a former Navy Seal
suffering PTSD from his last tour to Afghanistan. Everybody called
Winner2012 "Leroy" because he was exactly like the "Baddest man in the whole
downtown" as sung in Jim Croce's song, "Bad, Bad Leroy Brown."
If there was one thing Joe learned from the life on the streets, it was don'
t get into a fight. Any injury, or sickness for that matter, would deny one
from the ability of seeking for food or shelter. And out here on the streets
, just like animals in the jungle, loosing the ability of taking care of
oneself could bring about much bigger problems, like deaths.
Joe lowered his head, avoided eye contact with Leroy, turned away, and
walked on. "This is Thanksgiving. There's gotta be more baozi today.", he
comforted himself with a promise as shaky as the last few leaves left on
the trees on the sidewalk.
【在 w********2 的大作中提到】
: 排！
| E*********h
发帖数: 2848 | | l****n
发帖数: 6896 | 6 没劲。本想让你当那个给包子的好心路人呢。
【在 E*********h 的大作中提到】
: 我删了排包子回帖！表把我编派进去哦~
| E*********h
发帖数: 2848 | 7 我怕了你了还不行，以后我不捣乱不歪楼了~
【在 l****n 的大作中提到】
: 没劲。本想让你当那个给包子的好心路人呢。
| l****n
发帖数: 6896 | 8 乖。等小老儿包子多了点，发个乖乖包给你。现在还在深挖坑，广积粮的阶段。
【在 E*********h 的大作中提到】
: 我怕了你了还不行，以后我不捣乱不歪楼了~
| s*********3
发帖数: 389 | 9 Pai
00
Tony
the
the
St.
caught
【在 l****n 的大作中提到】
: Joe leaned forward, pressed his body weight against the right arm to help
: pushing open the heavy glass door of the bank building. It's just over 6:00
: AM, the 8th St. was still shy hidden in the shadows of the early morning sun
: . The cool air stabbed him in his face, froze his ears, and almost made him
: want to retreat back into the building. But he couldn't, his buddy, Tony's
: shift was almost over, Joe couldn't be caught in the building during the day
: . He knew better than to bring Tony any trouble for letting him spend the
: night inside. He just kept walking out of the building and onto the 8th St.
: Joe used to work in this bank as the department head of personal financing
: until 9 months ago, when he was caught and fired for misconduct. On top of
| t*****r
发帖数: 4431 | 10 感恩节第一个回帖，祝快乐，包子可有可无，吃大餐最重要！ | | | E*********h
发帖数: 2848 | 11 我闭嘴看续集~：）
【在 l****n 的大作中提到】
: 乖。等小老儿包子多了点，发个乖乖包给你。现在还在深挖坑，广积粮的阶段。
| g*****A
发帖数: 14950 | 12 矮油
飘过·······················
【在 l****n 的大作中提到】
: 乖。等小老儿包子多了点，发个乖乖包给你。现在还在深挖坑，广积粮的阶段。
| l****n
发帖数: 6896 | 13 非常荣幸，多谢旅游达人的捧场。不过包子还是没有，小老儿最近在深挖坑，广积量。
慢待之处请海涵啦。
【在 t*****r 的大作中提到】
: 感恩节第一个回帖，祝快乐，包子可有可无，吃大餐最重要！
| L**W
发帖数: 2277 | | w********2
发帖数: 6204 | | l****n
发帖数: 6896 | 16 呵呵，小老儿第一次尝试用英文写小说，写得不好您就将就点，写得好发个包子奖励奖
励。
【在 w********2 的大作中提到】
: 给baozi的话，能给写好点不？
| w********2
发帖数: 6204 | 17 这是敲诈
估计给少了都不成
【在 l****n 的大作中提到】
: 呵呵，小老儿第一次尝试用英文写小说，写得不好您就将就点，写得好发个包子奖励奖
: 励。
| l****n
发帖数: 6896 | 18 呵呵呵，怎么这么说呢？您再回头看看四楼，您出场的那一段我刚改了些，特地给您献
上一首歌。这可是一线明星出场才有的派头啊！
【在 w********2 的大作中提到】
: 这是敲诈
: 估计给少了都不成
| W********1
发帖数: 5019 | 19 我坐等，然后视情节再发包子
对了，我再开一楼发一圈包子，您老去排吧
【在 l****n 的大作中提到】
: 呵呵呵，怎么这么说呢？您再回头看看四楼，您出场的那一段我刚改了些，特地给您献
: 上一首歌。这可是一线明星出场才有的派头啊！
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