Maybe no one will see

The pains are not as painful as they once were, I do eat. Just not as much as my stomach would like to I am sure. The young lady in the red coat, about 100 yards away, just put one quarter of her bagel in the trash can. She wrapped it back in the paper it was bought in, she is the only one who touched it.

The sun is shining and the fall breeze has brought people outside on their lunch hour, the park has too many people passing through. It is now or never really, just grab it right off the top. It is what people would expect anyway, it is not like I am disguised as a banker or something.

Maybe no one will see...