The View From My Window

Nothing gets a bunch of stupid Mission hipsters out of bed early on a Saturday like the prospect of trolling through someone else's unwanted clothing. This picture is an aerial view of dozens of tall skinny 26 year old dudes in 6th grader's jeans and girls in pork-pie hats, sifting through four garbage bags of someone's old clothes that were sitting in front of my apartment at 9:45 am.

Not pictured: four fixed-gear bicycles

What I am still trying to figure out is how so many of them wound up here. Was this organized? Did some old, retiring hipster send a message out to some hipster d-list saying, "Come sift through garbage bags full of my old clothes on Saturday at 9:45 sharp." Or were these hipsters drawn to these bags of old clothes like seagulls to old bread, hearing the bags hit the sidewalk from miles away and flocking. We may never know.