I went in to pay my property taxes. As usual, My purse, my cane, keys and whatever wast in my pickets went into the photo booth. Then when I walk through the body keto detector, the buzzer goes, I just tell them, prosthesis on the left side, replaced knee, hip, and a metal ankle on the left side. He says something about me being bionic. All in all it took longer to get into the building than it took to pay my tax bill. It was a good day. Lots of parking, and handicap parking.