It’s Sunday afternoon in Lincoln Heights. Thus I bring you 3 random drunks I came across on a quick walk around town. The guy above seemed to be using his extra pair of shoes to maintain balance, not unlike a tight rope walker.
Warning: the final picture includes a penis, don’t click ahead if you’d rather not see some marrano pito.
Headed to oblivion. Looks like he has arrived before the journey. Wheelchairs have become the mobility option of choice for winos and many homeless people in the past few years. I suspect it is so that they can’t be told to leave their stuff outside, as a wheelchair has some legal protections. Kinda like how many hipsters claim their lil’ trophy dogs are service animals.
Puerco on the grass. I considered waking up this snoring drunk to tell him to put his penis away. Since I’ve uttered those same words to some other pig within the past two years, I decided my life didn’t need a repeat of that statement.
Aside from this last menso, I’m not trying to make fun of people with some real problems. My goal is always to capture Lincoln Heights as it is. This is how it was today.
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Good fucking grief. Somebody should have tossed a Dodger hat on it.
That first dude slumped in his wheelchair has become a major problem. He’s always drunk. He can never make it up the ramps on the corners when he is crossing the street. People who don’t know he’s a problem feel bad for him and are always trying to help him and end up getting yelled at, which is really sad. Then there are the times he’s completely fallen off the chair and people are terrified for him and run over to help him because they have no clue about him. Oh, and he carries a bottle that he pisses in. So one time when he fell, the piss went everywhere. He’s now in an electric wheelchair. Who knows how that will go.