81.   It seemed that the man could not sit still.

82.   Large men sat silent in tight circles, their faces blank.

83.   Men sit passively when they are bashed for causing the hole in the ozone layer, forcing women to wear silly shoes and failing to cure world hunger.

84.   Music is a constant, blaring from cars and through patios, where men sit and read Spanish-language newspapers on a hot -evening.

85.   Nearby, a man sat on the curb with his face in his hands.

86.   Nearby, a man sat in a chair doing the Hully Gully.

87.   Nearby in a better-lit shop, a man sits cross-legged on a rug, working with a small hammer to insert firing pins into gleaming brass bullets.

88.   Muhammed was stirring a pot of dal while six other men sat on blankets around a fire, boiling tea and rolling flat loaves of chapati bread.

89.   No one said anything, not the homeless men sitting next to him, nor the watchmen guarding the door.

90.   Not far away a man sits in a wheelchair, soaked to the bones from the drizzling rain, but still pointedly holding a paper cup on his lap.