Just another Saturday morning and roving gangs of oddly dressed people pepper the streets of my neighborhood.
Some dressed in a thematic way, others … just odd.
They huddle together and wildly gesticulate in various directions, some hunker down to quietly calculate their next move.
I wonder what, exactly they’re hunting.
Scavenger hunts have become increasingly popular in this compact and interesting city.
And, because it’s *this* city, and we are who we are, costumes and props are often de rigueur.
Across from the now defunct Julie’s Lounge, the laundry/cafe, that serves wonderfully spiced chillaquilles is inundated.
Puppy and I don’t mind.
My own hunt nabbed a vision in white in the alley behind our building.
What did you see?
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