I was enjoying the rain as I walked on the obstacle filled footpath.
A man walks out of a cake/pastry shop & throws his plastic coffee cup in the vicinity of the trashcan. He sees that I saw him with questioning eyes. Thus the moment I pointed at the trashcan saying 'excuse me?' - He corrected himself by picking it up & throwing it away properly. And he said he was sorry.
A man was busy colouring the road with his colourful poetry of 'pan'. He was relentless. He hardly stopped. I was about to pass by him and he made his move. As I hurried to escape the painting-on-the-foot moment, he noticed me in the nick of time & stopped. I stopped & asked him 'what's the deal, when PMC has set up a big spit-can for you. And it's right behind you!' He promptly apologised and turned around.
A construction worker hurried himself to a rather dark corner on the road for a piss. Brewing the confidence from previous instances, I was. The moment I was going to yell out, I paused. I thought, if he can't take a piss here where can he? There is no sight of public toilets for at least 300-400mts (at least). I realised I stopped others because I could give them an alternative. This man, I didn't (or couldn't) because I could give him none.