My feet are torn-up - calaces everywhere - I've been trying to use those."Corn" things that my Grandma used to use, you stick them between your toes so that they don't rub together and remove the skin from the toe - which is going to happen when your feet are sweating/wet and it's 150 degrees out here!
There's one of those big steel storage containers over here, the ones they use on trains, to ship merchantile across the big U.S.A., out here next to a business, it looks like a place where they sell and install car sterios and there's a McDonalds (with a bathroom & hot coffee) a block away, on this side of the street, so I don't have to cross Glenoaks Blvd., so I guess I'll stay behind the metal storage container, I can't walk any further my legs wont cooperate, so this is going to have to be it - for now. There are a couple of wood planks someone left out here that I can use as a barrier between me & the street-for some privacy, if there is such a thing out here - in front of God & everyone.
My feet are torn-up - calaces everywhere - I've been trying to use those."Corn" things that my Grandma used to use, you stick them between your toes so that they don't rub together and remove the skin from the toe - which is going to happen when your feet are sweating/wet and it's 150 degrees out here!
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