On the twenty-third floor I go to the windows to learn about the pedestrians of Milwaukee.
- A man is just off work from a job where they blast air conditioning, sick see his long sleeves? This man is free now but carries the burden of his day and his backpack as he wonders what lies underneath the manhole cover.
- A car pulling into a parking garage politely avoids the fellow carrying a big soda. Mr. Big Soda knows that though this particular car is polite, other cars might not be, so he must not sip his soda (no matter how massive it is!) until he is safely past the driveway entrance.
- No hands.
- Three friends all wearing plaid, blue jeans and backpacks. Very close friends. They also all appear to be very close in height and age.
- Jogging man imagines he is Hermes with winged ankles, running through the Grecian skies with a news report for Zeus.
- Woman just making sure the whole present is still in there. It would be terrible if she had forgotten part of it on the store counter when she bought all those rolls of tape.
- He walks and texts, ignoring the sea of cement all around him.
- A man jaywalks as bold and sure as the stripes on his shirt.
- She walks so quickly she is almost out of the frame by the time my camera clicks.
10. This woman has a water bottle that is so beautiful (of amber hue, with flower motif) that she carries it facing the hotel in the hope that the Pfister narrator will see it and extol its marvelous grace. Oh! And how I gasp!