A man stands on the side of the street with his dog.
The man is outdoors.
The man is at home with his cat.
A man in a runs down the road as dark clouds gather in the distance.
The young boys are in a casino.
All the stars had died out inside the piece of sky that lay among the ruins.
A man sweeps the street.
A man is standing outside near a grill.
Death Row, with its sketchy accounting and suspicious cash payments, was more like a criminal operation.