Near midnight, old man walks on the sidewalk back from my house.
Early morning, Marshall the cat walks to me.
On my way to office, old woman walks across the street and looks at me with unhappy face.
Almost 9 a.m. office lady on her way.
Old couples( I guess) walk, young lovers sit.
11 p.m., a window shopping girl.
Old friendship never die.
Walking for good or evil? I'm not sure.
An old poor vendor walks for survived.