This picture I took during a trip to Paris, I was in a neighborhood where there were plenty of artists who sold their paintings, the whole place was beautiful, but what marked me the most was this man sitting in his corner, I spent minutes watching him, he did not move, he did not speak, no reaction, even his eyes did not turn, as he did not belong to our world, he was stuck in his world, a world full of nostalgia, regret, memories and sadness..