Bottle Poppin'

I wouldn't say that he was insane but he definitely needs medication to function productively on the streets of Downtown Los Angeles. He comes into the shop from time to time and picks his hair in the shops 15 feet high mirror. From what I hear he's an ex-marine with an obvious artistic inclination. He was sitting on the sidewalk outside of Bar 107 with a giant sketch book, a pencil and a red roller bag filled with who knows what. I don't know what exactly happened but he went from sketching hipsters in carnival type caricatures to cracking a bottle of Berringer over some hapless mother fuckers head. I don't know the details of the altercation but when I walked outside of the shop I just saw some dude on the ground getting the shit stomped out of him. I'm sure that guy shitted on himself. The pigs came and arrested the presumed agitator/aggressor. An ambulance soon arrived and paramedics cleaned up the assumed victim and bandaged his fucked up face. Can't describe it any better than that, FUCKED up face. I didn't want to exploit the situation by taking pictures (or video) of the sideshow. I just captured the blood on the ground.