While driving home one night, I saw a homeless man a few blocks from my house. I could make out the shadowy shape of his long coat and wild hair. He had a beard, and he lurked between the cars parked on the side of the road. He bobbed up and down on his toes, and his head gazed from side to side as if he was hunting for something. He swiftly walked down the sidewalk with hunched shoulders. I park on the street outside my house, and I always watch out for him if it is night time.