he warns the striding stranger
as he pulls out of the lot.
"It's not clearly marked
but the ticket's $80.
They think it's the City."
It's happened to him.
He knows.
He's learned.
"That's the best birthday gift
I've received today!" she yells
walking towards her sedan
to move it to relative safety.
He lets off the brake
raising his window
to light a smoke.
That's the saddest thing
he's heard this week
until today's Top 40
plays through hidden speakers
at the gas pump
hours later.
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