People come and go...

You are standing in your yard next to a garden sprinkler. It's the middle of the night, 1:34 a.m. to be precise. It's Monday, August 2020. The sprinkler is splashing water on the lower part of your pant legs. You're very elegantly dressed. Your sunglasses look like something out of an FBI movie.

You wait. Every now and then, someone approaches. Each one is different, but they all have one thing in common, more like a habit... Each one leaves after a while.