Dear Lady who walks around town in the bright miss matched clothing,
I like your style! I have a feeling though that you are dressing that way not so much out of choice but because there is some underlying reason, an illness perhaps. Still, I see you everywhere! Northside, Southside, East and West...always walking and always in a more colorful get up each time. People in town have their "stories" about you. They talk about who you are, why you do what you do, but no one really knows. You've become something of an urban legend albeit one that we all see from time to time strutting down the street. I'm kind of glad no one really knows. That makes you a true character in this town and someone that we all will remember long after you're gone.
On the other hand, if no one really knows you, it's hard to say that you are okay then too, isn't it? I believe that no one should be totally alone in life and I pray that you have a friend or a relative that you can turn to, spend time with and feel supported. No one should be alone. I've never seen you walking with anyone. You always walk alone. And the thing is, your clothes are not old or worn. They are clean and just put together in extraordinary combinations that are part 1960s remix with a hint of Steampunk thrown in. The lime green fuzzy trench coat with the purple patent leather belt worn with the striped stockings and furry boots was my particular favorite. And sometimes you wear a hat. So few people wear good hats these days!
Anyway, stranger, I always look for you when I'm out and I feel happy inside when I see you. I hope you're well and live long! We need your sense of fun and color in this city. God bless you stranger!
Sincerely,
Mary
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