It's early fall again.

Another early fall rain.

The slightly disorganized rain sprinkled down the city's streets and alleys, spilling over the neon lights that were lit up in the evening, bringing up a dense fog.

The rain falls in a lazy, casual manner.

Traffic stops and starts at red lights, unhurried, idle and quiet.

Downstairs, the crowd from work holding umbrellas stepped in the rain wet stone road laughter, young couples hand in hand towards the nearby ...