It is 6:30 a.m. and a clutch of people is already assembled. Two more, shabbily dressed, totter across the street and join the assemblage; a man on a bicycle stops and asks me for a cigarette, or change for a cup of coffee, peddles away, circling me twice in a wide berth before joining them. He straddles the bike and stares at me. The rest of the group is sitting, idly … [Read more...]