[ Tudor Kingdom ]
In the city of Vaberilet
Right now there was a huge event going on the streets of the city where there was a huge population of homeless and other kinds of people that didn't have any kind of help.
There were a huge number of homeless people who were walking in a straight line towards something specific.
The homeless and the other peoples who needed help though very dangerous and mischievous in nature never broke the line they stood in.
All of them had the same devoted face as they waited to go towards the very front and among them was a middle aged man who was 38 years old. His real name didn't matter but for the sake of acknowledgement of his existence we will call him Homeless 168.
So Homeless 168 was standing in the same line too as he waited to go towards the final place for something very specific. He looked towards his right and saw that some other Homeless guy he knew but who's name didn't matter was coming back from the very front.
