I just walked passed a really expensive café in the rich area of town. I don’t even know why I pass through the suburb come to think of it; people there look at me as if I’m a rusted bicycle chain. At a table out the front of the café was a well-dressed man seated with what appeared to be a hobo. They were merrily sharing a bottle of wine. The guy in the suit was especially enjoying the event; he threw his head back with laughter as he listened to his companion’s story. I’d never seen such a happy pair in that part of the city. I’d love to give you the background information that led to the unlikely situation, but I just don’t know. The businessman may’ve hit the homeless guy with his Bentley. They may’ve been high school friends whose lives had taken completely different paths. Maybe it was a simple social experiment designed to confuse passers-by. I guess what I’m saying is that today’s story is completely up to your imagination. So yes, I’m leaving all the work to you.