Every Picture Tells a Story, Don't It?

There exists a cadre of people who like to take pictures of shoes that seem to have lost their wearers over the course of the weekend in the Tenderloin. It is a well-documented phenomenon on Flickr. I caught these barely worn sandals on Polk between Ellis and Eddy on Sunday morning.

Nearby, less than 25 feet away, I came across this fun summer slip-on. I think you can figure out everything but the end of its mate by just the picture alone. It's like a little mystery, isn't it? In my version, I call the owner of the missing mate with the nuts in her mouth Trudy.

Times keep getting tougher here in the City. I came across these two on my way to work this morning and no one was even paying any attention to them, even though they had just knocked off their pimp after what looks like a pretty horrific fight.The one on the left reminds me of Cheryl Tiegs. Don't you think so?

Well, at least they have each other.