I took a short night walk through the city with my camera and sound recorder, ready to find and document Something. It seemed I was on the right track to finding It, because after wandering around for a while I heard a muffled conversation and quiet laughter just behind my back.
I looked over my shoulder.
But except for some scrap paper whirling in the wind, the street was empty. A car passed by now and then. From a distance I could hear the voices of some pedestrians.
From the house across the street I could hear the monotonous purring of the air conditioner.
I grabbed my camera and took a shot of what I saw in front of me.