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This reminds me of a guy I saw walking down the sidewalk on Highway 41 here in Naples.

He was probably in his 60s. Skinny. Long stringy gray hair and beard. He was wearing sequined hot pants (shorts) and a tank top with a small leather vest over it. On his feet were medium height platform sandals. No make-up or other pretense at appearing feminine. Just this old guy in disco clothes. And what made him even more pleasant to see was the look of pure happiness and pride on his face as he strutted down the street. Like he just knew he was the hottest thing since sliced bread. It was pretty awesome. And you almost *never* see shit like that in Naples.

Then there was this guy in downtown Asheville, NC who came zipping around the corner on a tall, tricked out bicycle dressed in a nun's habit. That was surprising.

Phase II - Asheville by mixedmedia1965, on Flickr

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