Grampa

A rich day on the mall today. This chap had significant body art including a tattoo in honor of his Grampa - probably why I was drawn to him. He had a beard that rivaled blowfish. His companion has a chest mural reading If I have not love I am nothing.

Across the mall was a beautiful young lady also adorned elaborately. Across her back was Let he who is without sin cast the first stone.

There were other interesting characters, each of them with a story - stories they were more than willing to share.