Dropping quarters on the Heads of the homeless, "Doesn't it look sunny in the city?" (the flesh can be torn so easily) or these two, "Is Taylor still a doctor there?" "Yes. Dr. Taylor." But, the most earnest thing happened outside, just outside Dream Fluff Doughnuts, slouched on his plastic, raving seat he'd, "Good morning." Plump kin (of a sort) were pushing to see the grease glass window (dream guard). but actually the earnest rain from his lips, "God knows what you know." again "God knows what you know." After he left, those words rolled into each other on his seat, so very vacant.