a middle aged man sat at the corner of a not so busy street, every day. though he remained undisturbed, his shabby attire, grown shave and quite nature shouted out a loud existence. knees embraced against his chest and head covered with small braids, he sat adjacent to a factory wall, motionless. in spite of the irony that he did not beg, he was surrounded by some eatables, always. it’s all about “bread n butter™. everyone get theirs by one or the other means. working or just dreaming, no one is without a sustainable meal. this bread n butter keeps reminding us that we are here to add a unforgettable chapter in this tale known as time, which keeps us moving and is our inspiration for life as well as bread n butter.