We had stopped at the bar on the end of the pier, right in the center of town.... to whet our whistle.
Our table was right next to the water and there was a low wall, along the edge of the pier.... to make sure that we didn't pitch over the side.
This guy, came walking down the side walk.... with the rest of the tourists, then hopped up on that wall to walk down the pier.
When he was standing right next to where we sat.... he struck a pose.
Seemed like the obvious and right thing to do was to get a pixture and tell you the story.

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