Movement on a street at night. It could be anywhere outside of the town center, where the streets are filled with activity and small kiosks selling anything you could ever need. It could be outside my window. I don’t know. I have stayed in five different places in the last three weeks. I have traveled to the outskirts of town to visit various organizations. I have seen much of the city and met many different people, but I am also tired. I am a homeless wanderer, and sometimes everything just blurs together.