The A.F.R. snatches the WYYY engineer (p. 621)
coprolaliac Touretters on downtown corners, all drawing liquid crowds. […] Street vendors are back. Homeless vets and twisted figures in wheelchairs with hand-lettered signs outlining entitlement. Jugglers, freaks, magicians, mimes, charismatic preachers with portable PAs.
Context
The spect-op essay's street inventory: in the era of total home-spectation, the damaged public body is premium live content, a reliable crowd-draw — setting up the scene's punchline, where a wheelchair turns out to be the one thing nobody watched closely enough.