He turns left every morning.
He feeds pegions at the park sometime.
Life wasn't easy recently.
He plays Viloin in a restruant for living.
There is this girl live next door.
In morning, she walks out from the buliding and turns right.
She cunrrently translating a horro fiction.
They must have been passing by each other a thousand times.
They played with same baby, feed the same cat.Like anybody eles in the city, they never know each other.