Today I went home for lunch. As I headed down Berkeley Way, I was abruptly pulled out of a daydream when a man who looked like he never quite made it out of the 60s accused, "YOU LOOK NORMAL!!!"
He stared at me with wide eyes, and with concern and increasing desperation in his voice he added, "What are you doing in Berkeley? Get out! GET OUT WHILE YOU STILL CAN!!!"
I think perhaps he has lived too long in Berkeley.
