While temporarily separated from my friends in a dense moving crowd of people making our way toward Pier 39, I was picking a path through the crowd when I met The Angry Man face to face.
I didn't see him coming. Don't get in my way Bitch! was all he said before I quickly stepped aside to let him pass.
Later as my friends and I were watching street dancers, I saw him off to the side ranting to himself. Everyone stood way back away from him. What kind of life is he living? Where is the help he needs?
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