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Setting: Here is a sense of drama; almost menace. A moody sky. In a central place where different things happen; Trafalgar Square.. though the black and white photo could be an Eastern Europe location.

Character: Best thing that could happen to him- eventual redemption.
Worst thing- sliding into obscurity.
He is a fighter, a kitchen sink drama character from the 50s. Inner conflicts- some turmoil bubbling beneath that could surface and bubble over. He looks neutral in fitting with the setting. His wiry frame makes him primed for fight or flight, can disappear into the shadows. He looks half English/ half Oriental; let's call him Ray. Time is now, you are now.

Opening salvo: Ray stood out on his balcony; coffee and croissant in hand. He contemplated the day ahead, looking over the horizon, the sky suitably moody. He licked a finger and held it up. The breeze carried the message he was looking for 'I'm up for it. I feel it in the air'. Dressed in white he would go there not quite with the zeal of an old firm hooligan but that of an elusive protagonist..ready to slip into the shadows afterwards. Look at him; his sinewy frame primes him for flight or flight, his gaze readied.