i saw this homeless guy the other day. He was all dirty and wearing worn clothing.. He was talking to a naked Barbie doll that he was holding in his left hand. I stepped off the curve onto a plastic cup and it cracked-open loudly. He immediately snapped his stare to me, still holding the doll. It has been 4 days now. No matter what I do, my thoughts return to him, talking to that doll. It continues to creep me out.