A man recently took up temporary residence at a house near ours. He always parked the car he drove in front of our house, for some reason, despite there being absolutely no cars in his own driveway.
For about three weeks, he came and went, always parking in front of our house.
He often carried a small basket that was always covered by a piece of cloth. What was in the basket? Don’t know.
He spent quite a bit of time inspecting and admiring his car, walking around it and occasionally peering under it.
And one time, he pulled a folding chair out of the trunk of the car, placed it in the middle of the street, and sat in it for several moments. Why? Don’t know.
Several days ago, he left at about 4 a.m. and we haven’t seen him (or the car) since.
