In a city of a hundred spires, you will find yourself alone on a streetcorner as he walks away. He does not look back. You do not call out. You wonder at all the lives you've both left lying by the wayside with nary a blink. It is night in a strange city and still you stand by the cobblestones and stoplight. He is nowhere to be found. You realize that you would not be better for the finding.