As I crossed Court Street, I saw her scribbling away in her black leather pad. Then, she reached up to the windshield of the double parked Arizona truck on her tippy-toes and expertly clammed the ticket securely under the window wiper.
Just then, the driver showed up.
"C'mon," he said. "you saw me delivering right here." He pointed to the senior citizens center.
But she wasn't listening any more. You see, she caught a glimpse of me and my camera.
"Cheese" I think she said. And struck a pose.
She smiled for the photo, as the driver shook his head back and forth in disgust.
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