What To Do About The Man In Red Flats

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The Man In Red Flats

He crossed the road in front of me as I sat in my car waiting for the stoplight.

He was wearing bright red women’s flats and what looked like a black beret, along with the rest of his black, gender-nonspecific outfit.

He was on his way to the supermarket, which is where I too was headed. I was visiting this town for a day, and I needed to pop into the store for something.

Inside, I happened to pass him again. I didn’t look closely, but he was wearing some kind of makeup, maybe eyeliner.