Godlike

True, I swear.

Daytime, walking up Larkin from City Hall.

I stop for the light and older street-ish lady (I can just tell) informs me that "I walk like a God among men." I acknowledge this. She then proffers a cigarette and asks "Got a light?"

Leroy

I hear "Leroy!" and see the source, a skinny, bedraggled 40-ish woman walking towards my corner as I cross the street.

"Leroy! I want what you got... and I'm ready to get freaky!"

Lucky Leroy.