The man is going across the river on blocks; there is a bowling ball in his coat pocket. It is in July, up river, in Pittsburg or in Florida. The river’s in low tide.
He is headed back home/bowling alley and he’s going to get where he’s going. When he gets where he’s going the manager will be there. There’s a smashed up train in the background. Carlos the inspector will be there also at the bowling alley.
Ricky is the gentleman in the picture; he looks surefooted…he looks morose, he has taken this path before. The smell of the river is not good; it smells like rubbish. The water looks like its moving fast; the odor is from dead fish and there are a lot of shells.
He is carrying a camera and wants to take pictures, his pants could be wet. The stoned will take him to the bank of the river; he is coming from his home. The train wrecked so now he’s going to get help. The stones are brownies (chocolate covered) and it is 10:00 am.