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Originally Posted by Bertrand
Bicycle Ancient : an old white-bearded man with a cap on. He's not a drinker, has his schedule. I find him quite impressive for he hasn't fallen down that much (he is extremely organized, and his bike ain't a bad one). Always seems to mutely judge people.
There's a younger guy, in his early thirties, whose tan gets stronger and stronger. His face seems burned. He gets drunk. His silhouette has changed in the past months. His gait became unsteady, one of his shoulder looks as if weighing a ton for him to move on. A polite shy chap. Once daydreamed looking at my very old raincoat.
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4 years have passed.
Bicycle Ancient hasn't changed a bit.
The younger guy did change though.
2 years ago, it seemed like he was a puppet whose neck-string had been snapped. He couldn't get his head up.
Last year, he could be seen in the streets with an ambulator.
Lately, he's been around in a wheel chair.
His eyes are not "normal". I'd say painkillers painkillers painkillers.
And there's a relatively new one.
He popped up 2-3 years ago.
A bald headed bloke with protruding eyes.
The first time I saw him, he asked for money. I obliged. He spoke a lot.
He wore lots of badges on his jacket.
I quickly grew ill at ease in his presence.
The guy has a home. Asks for money wherever you see him. Could ask for some while eating a sandwich. Could ask for with some audio device on his ears.
At that time, I had no job and couldn't stand him. The latter part hasn't changed.