This morning, on my way to work, I saw a man outside one of those large office buildings release a little bird from his hand. The bird must have gotten lost inside the building somehow, and this man's job was to catch and remove it. Before he let it go, he stroked it one last time, as if to wish it good luck.
Outside a bookstore, I saw a thief run off with his loot. The security guard ran after him, unenthousiatically. He was much too fast for her.