LA is famous for it's bums/hobos/nam vets and just out there crazy people walking the streets.
At times you get the impression they just closed down the mad house and let the inmates run riot.
This guy was a cut above the rest of them though. Sure, he was pushing all his worldly goods around in a shopping store, having a conversation with himself and screaming at the passing traffic, but he was down with the metal 80's style.
Despite the shabbiness of the rest of his life he'd kept his green cords and Kiss T-shirt in pristine condition, which made me think he was probably one of the band without the make-up.
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