The homeless man walked towards me, walked alongside me, walked pass me. Awaken from my subconscious journey towards home, I turned around, I saw him keep walking slowly among other people, looks like without any destination. Not only once, but many times.
Not only him, not only my city, but cities, they sit beside me, sit behind me, lie down in front of me, live around me, live with me.
Where do you live? What are you doing? Why are you doing this? Where are you going? I wanted to ask. But where am I going also? I asked myself.
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