I watched the picture today. On the opposite side of the street, bushes grow along the belt. They are followed by a guy, like to describe it, like a zombie parade. The hands are raised, the fingers split, the head falls on one side of the shoulder, then on the other, and all this is accompanied by sharp chaotic movements of the hands, the head and everything else. I still thought of a poor man who was sick with a serious illness.
The bushes ended, and this guy appeared to me in full growth... on the rolls...