Low fences, short grass, a path. High trees and fallen leaves.
Nearby, almost in the park, rows of buses, taxis, cars. Engines rumble, horns. Cyclists rush past, people walking. A weekday morning.
Older woman, clothes once colourful now almost grey. Sitting heavily, wooden bench moaning.
A cough, a spark,
a large puff of smoke.
Seen in passing, walking fast. Almost late for work.