He seems to like nothing more than watching people going about their business. He remains standing for a long time sipping his can of alcoholic beverage. When people walk past him he stares at them. He doesn’t seem to be of no fixed abode. Maybe he´s spying on people. Sometimes, he looks up at the sky for a long while. Actually, like every passerby, I wish I could read the grey-haired man’s mind. |
