I was driving west on Woodbourne Avenue when I saw a middle aged guy nodding and shuffling down the sidewalk with his trousers around his ankles. Black lace beckoned from beneath his button-down shirt. I pulled into the parking lot of the dollar store next to three cop cars. There were three cops. The lady cop's magenta hair was pulled into a neat bun. I pointed at the guy shuffling down the street and told them there was a guy walking around without his pants on. They were all over him. But he was not breaking the law. So off he shuffled free, and easy.