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The driver's seat appears empty at first. Then, the honk of the horn stopes as an older homeless man, ZACK (55-60), lift his head up from the wheel. In the alley behind the window of the house across the street, a man draws the curtain and looks out into the alley and the car parked. Inside the truck He seems high from the drug that he used. In his hand there is a knife that he used for opening his crack cocaine. His disheveled beard and weary eyes tell of a hard life. His clothes—two mismatched button-up shirts (one blue, one red), faded jeans, and worn-out boots—hang loosely on his thin frame.
The driver's seat appears empty at first. Then, the honk of the horn stopes as an older homeless man, ZACK (55-60), lift his head up from the wheel. In the alley behind the window of the house across the street, a man draws the curtain and looks out into the alley and the car parked. Inside the truck He seems high from the drug that he used. In his hand there is a knife that he used for opening his crack cocaine. His disheveled beard and weary eyes tell of a hard life. His clothes—two mismatched button-up shirts (one blue, one red), faded jeans, and worn-out boots—hang loosely on his thin frame.