Tomorrow came, and I sat with him before the sun rose at dawn. A first person walked by – nothing occurred. A second, and many more passed, yet I couldn't find the uniqueness of it all. I turned when the man cleared his throat, "Do you see something?" he asked me. I shook my head, and he took his leave with parting words: "Return tomorrow." On my way home, pondering whether to go or not, at dawn, same time, I was there, observing. And tallying the number of people who walked by, as he said, I kept watching as many days went by till I noticed something. The number of people who walk by in the morning decreases after work ends at 5. Only a few are acknowledged.