Tourists

Things were going good for awhile, it seemed like there would be no more houndstooth until fall-- and then I saw a couple of Japanese tourists, young girls, taking pictures, and one of them had on one of the most aggressive black and white houndstooth jackets I've ever seen. It nearly made me throw up. Then I kept on seeing them-- oddly, and uncannily-- throughout the day. It was as if they had been sent to torment me.