I see him standing at the side of about 6 feet wide glass entrance, not moving much but, shifting his body weight from one leg to another, followed by occasional shoe taps on the floor.
The noise of air curtain when he opens the door for an approaching person is more noteworthy than his presence in this busy cafe.
Leans back to rest on the wall with cross-arms and observes the people seated inside for a good minute, then starts walking to the other end of the door. Eyes fixed on the floor, hand holding the wrist of the other hand behind his back and dragging his legs without lifting them much.
Stops; turns back; looks through the glass door…
Takes off his cap and gently moves his fingers from the forehead into his hair, brushing all way to the back of his head.
Still looking outside. Yawns.
Opens the door; this time for himself, walks out and sits on the porch.
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