Vignette

I'm on the 460 bus going past B & Q (a home improvement store). There is a grassy section that is typically filled with birds. I look over at the area, cause we're sitting in traffic. A man is there. He is sitting cross legged. Has on black shorts, a black shirt and sunglasses on. It's not sunny. He has a wine bottle, red, in his hands. As I continue to watch, he tips it back and chugs down the contents. This is not 'fine wine' drinking. He brings the bottle back to his knees which slowly shake up and down as if he's trying to move the alcohol down his throat. And then it's time for another glug. We drive away.