I'm always amazed by street scenes from the 1960's.
Everyone always seemed to be dressed "properly", not to say that this
gentleman is dressed improperly. It always seemed that everyone was
dressed to go to church, or some special occasion. The last time I was in a
church I happened to sit behind a woman whose thong was peeping out.
Not that I'm offended by such sights. I don't like being criticized for my
opinion, so I always have to remember to allow others to express themselves.
I just woke up, maybe on the wrong side of the bed ...