You meet all kinds on "the early shift" at 7th and Montana. Take "Mr. Stogie," for example. The pick of the litter at Starbucks this morning, Mr. Stogie pulled up a chair, picked up a Stogie and began puffing away to beat the band (photo #1). Just as I was about to call the police, he set his cigar aside and began vigorously picking his nose (photo #2). My reaction? I beat a hasty retreat before he began picking anything else ...!