Hot Dog Hover Cart
The hot dogs sloshed in their water warm and seemingly content. Gabi, the vendor, stood on the curb watching hands gripping the cart tightly as cars zipped by. The boulevard was not their normal stomping ground. In fact few food carts ever came here even with the crowds and the pedestrian traffic.
Gabi hunched ready to dart across the road as onion-scented steam rose around them. The way looked clear. Nothing to the left. No cars to the right. So Gabi made a go only to crash immediately into the cart. Everything on it rattled and as the sounds settled Gabi could hear the distant noise of on-coming traffic.
The damn brake had failed again and fallen into place. Their foot tapped wildly at the thing, trying to get it to release. They just needed to move. All they had to do was get the cart across the street before the next wave of traffic reached them.
But it was too late. The sedans and the trucks were already backing up down the block and red lights signaled that nothing was moving. Not even Gabi’s lone hot dog hover cart.
Today’s art is courtesy of Kevin Jick from Los Angeles, USA.