Why Did He Do It?

The man bounced a cantaloupe on his palm and wondered if pigeons would like to eat it. A dirty white canopy swayed in the breeze and kept him in the shade. Suddenly he threw it as high as he could, waited, and as soon as it smashed on the pavement took off running, weaving and bumping through the market. By the time the ladies were looking in disgust at bits of cantaloupe on their shoes, he was swinging himself onto a passing bus in a labored way. Finally he caught his breath and jumped off onto the next street corner.