Originally published in Unfiltered Magazine, Spring 2000, by Paul Schramski
3:35 – The last possible place we could imagine seeing him was the International Museum of Yo-Yo History. I peered in through the colored panes, but he was nowhere to be found. He must have been taunting us from some higher vantage point. He had led us on a wild goose chase over and under every crack of the city. what fools we had been to think we could find such an elusive man.
Indexed by tags Tucson, homeless, Bikeman, cycling.