The old man wears thick shoes and shades. He walks slow, checking unsecured garbage. He already has $1 of recyclables.
Ahead of him, a Cadillac stops. Its plates read NOFEER. A fat man in shorts exits, hastily rifles garbage. He finds five Pepsi cans.
He sees the old man.
He has a shark's smile. "Slow down! Speed kills!"
The old man stares. He approaches. NOFEER is suddenly frozen. When the old man reaches him, he is sweating.
"Fear now?" asks the old man.
The old man's jaw unhinges, forever.
The street is silent, save wet crunching.
Tony Spencer almost 7 years ago