The lone man in red sits outside of his blue door and windowed house contemplating about his thought.
A person is having a reflective moment.
The person is wading in the lake.
Tommy stood up obediently.
There are at least two bikes.
The market festival is held in the month February.
Three workers are on a golf course.
Running all the way from Plaza de Armas to Parque Central, Calle Obispo is filled with cars and trucks.
The obituary isn't for God.