Transit Station

I met Tony near the transit station this evening. He was very difficult to photograph as he seemed pretty jumpy and barely looked at me while he talked a mile a minute. He told me he had just found the sports coat he was wearing. He also wanted to show me the orange he had in his pocket. His prized possession, however, seemed to be the huge log chain that he had wrapped around his legs. I said it looked like a pretty significant bike chain and he quickly said "I don't even have a bike, man - this is just for fun." Okay, for once I didn't know what to say.