Walking is locomotion, not a sport. If you do not suffer from a neurological or any other disorder, it shouldn't be that difficult. Apparently when you are texting on a phone this ability takes mad skill. A "woo girl" walking down the street who was texting and tripped on her own shadow was funny.
More funny was her barely noticing: no embarrassment, looking to see what she tripped on, or any other acknowledgment that she almost biffed hard on the sidewalk.
The voice of the girl next to me would be grounds for divorce. She has a huge rock on her finger so somebody married her. Most likely deaf. She is like a caricature of herself.
Also, major kudos to the train driver for buying a Street Roots magazine out of his window.
I crave sushi. Dinner!
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