Nearly a thousand trees are cut down every second.
True story, yo. Once upon a time, Sacramento had more trees per capita than any other city. Ariadne, Bishop, Del Taco, Nous, Zoey. Some people can't see the forest for the trees, but that takes a forest to work.
Hands juggled a motorcycle helmet, backpack, paper bag and sunglasses, and finally a shoulder butted against the door.
Meeting people is good. You never know who's going to open the door. Maybe a future bestie.
Or some weirdo in a cowboy hat.