The street cleaner is often executing his tasks, sweeper in hand. In the heat of summer he wears a hat with an Arabic veil hanging from the back. He looks official but suspiciously spends time in front of different businesses or manicuring different corners. He does a good job: curb stones are free of newspaper and residue; scattered leaves are swept up into the extended dust pan; sidewalks are cleared. He greets those passing by. These conversations alienate him. Walkers pick up their steps. The city looks better because of his work, but he himself is not welcome.
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home