I received the following text message from an informant:
"OMG. Just rode the X2 down H Street with at least 20 loud cross dressers. The one sitting across from me was wearing a really short dress, and I could see a ball hanging out of his lime green panties. I could not make this up. I wish you had been there."
I wish I were there, too, informant friend. Nothing jazzes up my Tuesday evening like lime green panties.
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