Bert got dressed in a ragged pair of jeans he had for years. Sure they were covered in paint but they had that soft broken in feel you could only get from years of abuse on denim. He saw a sex pistols shirt draped over a chair and smelled it quickly to verify it was just clean enough to wear. Bert threw the shirt over his head and pulled the tight fitting tee over his slender lean body. The shirt was thin but it showed off his thin stringy body and it gave him an edgy look.
He had no idea where he wanted to go. He could down to the boardwalk and take a look at all the pretty girls suntanning on the beach. But the sun was high in the sky and soon it would be the hottest part of the day. A shady walk in the nearby park may be just as good on a day like today.
Bert put his favorite pair of Chuck Taylor's on, grabbed his house keys, and was out the door.
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