Foggy and gorgeous on the way home, so had to stop by the park by the bridge.

Because of the fog, and the late hour, the city turns invisible, and it feels like there is no one around but yourself.

Three Kazakh guys then found me and asked me to take their picture. And then asked me if I wanted to have a drink with them. They didn’t know I could understand it when they were speaking Russian to each other, and I didn’t tell them. Oddly, on their phone, their faces looked green. Maybe in reality they weren’t from this planet, and I’m the only one who knows their secret .