This is a story about a man in his fifties who lives in a semi-d on Lorong Marican often half-naked eyes fixed ahead wearing a look of anger who spends 12pm - 1:15pm pacing up and down his front lawn; a woman in her sixties dressed in pyjamas dead-eyed expressionless seen on alternate nights along Lorong Sarina between 9pm - 10pm walking backwards; and a man with greasy long grey and brown hair sculpted into an infinity sign hanging down his back always seen with his bike after 12am hanging around the (by then closed) MRT station riding around a single spot in circles.