ahhh....
good music for a good cause.

the path from dorm to dining hall passes the trolley station on thirty third and market. as we walked down to breakfast this morning, a delegation of the local skateboard hoard was gathered there. they were, more specifically, gathered around the little hutch that sits over the stairs leading down to the station, all peering upwards expectantly.
one of them was atop the roof of said hutch, and appeared to be preparing to skate off. he was probably twelve years old. the roof was probably ten feet up. the landing area was definitely cement.

as we continued along, we passed a group - all male - headed the opposite direction, watching him.
hey man, i'll give you two dollars if you do a double backflip!

a few moments later, we passed another group, this time all female. they spoke low, under their breaths.
don't do it, c'mon, don't do it. you'll kill yourself, don't do it.

we crossed the street, holding hands. "nice little snapshot of the difference between the genders, huh?"
he turned to me, "yeah, i guess you're right. i didn't even notice."