Who is he? Where does it go? What is it thinking about now?

A warm May evening. I’m on my way to a date with a beautiful, sweet girl who, a bit later, will be telling me all about “junior positions,” the difference between backend and frontend, and other fascinating and oh-so-important things (yes, that’s sarcasm).

A new neighborhood. Welcome to the kingdom of concrete and steel.

The sun is shining, rain is falling, and the bus dives beneath a beautiful rainbow.