That stress tried to fight to be noticed by hanging itself on the stone wall to the left of the torture table, but soon disappeared without a trace.
It boldly hung around trying to get attention but eventually left.
Stress crept off beneath the floorboards and tried to hide.
A busker is playing outdoors.
A mother and daughter go shopping together.
He was strong and not afraid.
People are eating lunch.
The boy reads a book.
I know for sure that Pandora's box didn't contain nostalgia.