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Saturday, February 14, 2015

happy

This blue-haired woman was yelling, "Happy Valentine's Day, Daddy!" to a man who was walking away from her.  I thought it was fine.  Then I realized the woman was crying.  She said it again, and the man turned around and threw something at her really hard and really fast.  I thought it was confetti, which was confusing.  She kept following him, crying, and saying happy Valentine's Day.

It looked like confetti, but it was actually rice.  Cooked rice, Ming tells me.  He was walking on the sidewalk right after it happened.

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