"What catches his eye are dogs in various stages of dress, a Chihuahua with a baseball cap, a poodle with thigh high leather fringe, a mutt in a pair of Sponge Bob slippers and a pit bull with lots of piercings. They seem to pause when they pass as if taking the turn on a runway. Thoughts of nabbing a pet can’t be suppressed but he isn’t so interested in the fashion victims but the homeless ones who seem naked and confused, hungry and without hope and who nervously plow through piles of garbage precariously strewn curbside. Their pace is faster and they zigzag back and forth, taking life on the diagonal unlike their entitled counterparts who walk with dignity, bodies erect while they slowly savor the decay of the street as would their owners at the sight of a plate of Bélon oysters and glass of Taittinger’s Champagne."