On Saturday morning, [Liszt Street] ushered in the enthusiasm of the resting citizens as usual. People started from [Liszt Back Street] with a nice lunch and began their leisurely journey from [Liszt Street].
Along the Charles River, the bus that went from West District to the North District was sandwiched between luxurious limousines. After passing [Fenway Stadium] in [Back Bay], it drove toward the direction of Liszt Street.
A young man in his early twenties was sitting in his seat just like any other passenger. He hunched his shoulders with his head down, his thin gray long-sleeved jacket was pressing against his well-maintained body and a soft hood was draped over his head.
