Now it's sunset and I decide to take a seat on a bench.
To my left, a couple romantically kissing and on my right, a man relatively in his late 50s/early 60s patiently and quietly minding his own business and watching the sun set as he wears a pensive face.
As I was feeling a bit hungry, I took out my Drittinis from the great butcher shop from Colico, take one for me and approach the man to offer him one as well. He accepts and the conversation begins.
His face was an expression of the tough evening and time he was facing. Elderly mother in hospice care.
I try to take his mind off it and maybe sweeten his thoughts for a bit.