Bodies In Situ - Joe

He is 6’1” and has a short spiked crew haircut around his boxy head. He has stubble, thick eyebrows and sideburns. His gray shirt that reads, “Hurley” fits tight around his muscular body, and is wearing tan shorts. He sits slouched back in his metal Price Center seat with his shoulder blades resting on the top of the chair. There are three other men, two of which are sitting in the same manner. His arms remain crossed until he decides to speak; which he does with his arms. They are spread out and his motions are carried out with slow strong movements that frame his face as he speaks. He furrows his brows and stares intently at the person who is speaking to him, arms crossed.

It is getting colder and he shifts his weight forward. All of a sudden all four get up and move towards the trash can. He places his backpack over his shoulders and throws away his Panda Express Styrofoam container, pushing the trashcan lid flap open and dropping in the trash. One person leaves as the other 3 begin to walk up the stairs towards Imprints. When he walks he walks with his shoulders back and his chest up. As the two others slouch, he maintains his good posture; adjusting it from time to time if he begins to slouch. When he walks, he does so with a sway and his arms swing back and forth—and seem to take up so much space that the others move away from him. He keeps his head down and looks at his feet, always adjusting his posture.

They walk through Marshal Housing towards International walk, and march through eucalyptus forests, forging a straight path towards their destination. When he speaks as he walks his head tilts up and his voice is projected outward. People seem to notice him. He looks at a girl walking towards him, looking at her from her feet to her head. She passes and he snaps his head forward again. Now that there are more people walking in the area, he perks up and walks with his head up. His strides are longer. They arrive at Rimac and his friend opens the door. He walks inside first and pulls his I.D. card straight from his pocket and places it in the clerk’s hand. She scans it and lets the three men through. They head towards the locker room.