"I'm Don and I'm from Kentucky." he proudly says after he serenades me with a song he wrote with the harmonica. He is the sweetest morsel I have met and is out there doing his thing- in style.
I loved the suspenders holding up the olive green pleated trousers, he had a neck piece made out of a shoe string, the blazer he found on the sidewalk a few days earlier, and a piece of sequence fabric he made into a pocket square. He finishes off his look with a ray of sunshine from his gracious soul.
One man's junk is another man's treasure.
I hope to see you again soon.
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