I was standing on a corner on Broadway in NYC munching on a hot dog with all the trimmings that I just bought from a hot dog vendor.
I saw three werewolves dressed like Shaivite Sadhus.
I had to take a second look to make sure I wasn’t seeing things.
I looked again and felt like I was tripping out on a psychedelic drug
But the werewolves were real, and they were dressed like Shaivite Hindu sadhus and even had the Shiva tridents and the requisite dread locks.
But what I found more bizarre was how those sadhu werewolves maintained their werewolfery in the light of day without being supercharged by a full moon.
I could only surmise their god of choice, Lord Shiva, must have used some divine hoodoo and granted them permanent werewolf devotee status.
Whatever the case, you don’t see werewolf sadhus everyday.
But, on second thought, many are the strange sights in big cities.
Bob Boyd