This is an older white-haired gentleman walking with his hand in his pocket wearing a blue shirt, with a vest and jeans.
A man is walking.
The man is sitting on a bench.
For an old man, who'd always been overweight, he was doing all right.
I hadn't remembered how you did not know about Tuppence, he said.
I never lose motivation.
There is nowhere to go on the Strip for eye care.
The Moat House was several blocks down.
Three people are playing guitars.