He passes through crowds unnoticed. Thin, weathered bones held tense, hands ready to defend. Shirt unwashed, wet with sweat on this hot summers day. Summer. The sun strikes down a spotlight, uncovering him from the shadows as he walks towards the station - his getaway, a safe haven where he slips unnoticed between those heading home. His eyes dart to and fro, and notice me for a split second. He wants to run, but his mind holds his muscles stiff and he continues on, bones creaking.

Flinders Street Station
Melbourne, Australia