As people pass by on the street next to the alleyway, one guy seemed to look at them. Caim looked at the guy, while grabbing his own shoulder in order to rotate it a bit. He felt a bit stiff.
"Always staring.. guess I can't blame 'em", Caim said but not loud.
Caim stopped looking the guy on the street and resumed his position next to the wall. He looked at the ground, it was filled with litter, consisting vomit and broken bottles for instance.
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Calm down people, it's just me.
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