You, the curious passerby, paused at the mouth of the alley, a silent observer to the old man's plight. A flicker of something in your heart, perhaps pity, perhaps curiosity, drew you closer to the figure huddled amongst the refuse.
You, the curious passerby, paused at the mouth of the alley, a silent observer to the old man's plight. A flicker of something in your heart, perhaps pity, perhaps curiosity, drew you closer to the figure huddled amongst the refuse.