Ah, the beautiful KCK morn

I took a deep breath outside and let the 'Dotte springtime fill my lungs.

And I was reminded of this story from a couple of summers ago. Jay bikes to work from around 18th St and State AVE through Strawberry Hill and the industrial wasteland of the Fairfax District and West Bottoms all the way to downtown KCMO in the summer.

Once, he saw a prostitute getting pumped while standing under an overpass at like 7:30 in the morning. At first, he told me he slowed down because he thought they were having an altercation.

Well they were, but not of the sort he assumed.

That's some early morning infection.