Back Alley

I sometimes walk home from the train station. There is only one route I always take.

Today, I get off at Shawnessy station to go to SuperStore nearby. I buy a bunch of bananas and a water bottle. I take the route to go home. I sometimes encounter these specific Asian man and woman on a back alley. When I see them in the morning, I say "hi" to them. Probably only walkers in this neighbourhood know this shortcut, and there are not many people walking anyway.

I am not sure those Asian man and woman live around here. Their appearance doesn't match to this suburban neighbourhood. The woman is carrying multiple bags with using a rod (bags are hanging on both tips of the rod like a balance) and the man is dragging a cart. I wonder what they are doing or where they are heading to. I observe them from the back for a bit and just pass them.

They are only a few people who I see and who take the back alley.

The scenery around them was suddenly a sepia-coloured market in South Eastern Asia.

Wait... This is Calgary and home of our new prime minister.