yesterday i got off the silver line bus at temple place, downtown boston as i do everyday to walk right into a blood trail. the trail lasted about 40 yards before disappearing down a wet washington street. it started on the manhole on the right of this street view, and lasted well down the street, and out of site where it seemed to have originated. around the fire hydrant was a dropped / broken cell phone. a guy getting off the bus picked up the phone and put it in his pocket, i'm guessing to return to a vendor or something. i suppose he didn't realize that he could be holding evidence. the trail itself was easily a full pint. a co-worker of mine suggested it might be a leaky something or other, and i suppose it might have been, but there was a definite creepiness to all of it, and given the area, it wouldn't surprise me. later on the subway, a crackhead sat next my co-worker and stared at him the entire ride (ironically?) eating a bag of cracker jacks, and chuckling to himself. he finally got off one stop before us. my co-worker was the real winner in the end though, as the crackerjack-head left the prize behind for my co-worker to reap the reward...the reward of discarded cracker jack prizes. here's some inconspicuous cellphone shots of the trail:

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