These are the two “authorized” shots of my “Lizard Man” just before he reminded me that he needed quiet time to do his yoga and soak up sun.

I now realize that the pull tabs and other metal adornments are the Lizard’s scales. I find him fascinating and plan to seek out this street performer who assured me that I could take as many pictures as I want then.  (I learned from a waiter that the Lizard Man plays the guitar every weekend outside of Starbuck’s.)