The old man's death once again appeared before his eyes. Even though he calculated so much, he still couldn't escape his destined fate. Under that ominous solitary light, he shattered and decomposed.
"But you know, life is never short of unforeseen events. Have you ever thought about it, my friend? Like getting hit by a carriage on your way to work, and thus bidding farewell to this beautiful world."
"But one can't live in constant fear every day. We need to minimize the risks of these accidents as much as possible, like walking on the sidewalk obediently, or paying attention to your surroundings when crossing the road."
Lorenzo rambled on. Sometimes he was like that, always suddenly speaking about inexplicable things.
