The old man sits at the bar, his head resting on his hand. He gazes out the window, lost in thought. His glass of beer sits on the bar in front of him, untouched. The light from the window casts shadows across his face, highlighting the wrinkles and lines that time has etched there. His eyes are sad and tired, but they still hold a spark of hope. He is a man who has seen much in his life, and he has stories to tell. But for now, he is content to sit here and drink his beer, and to let his mind wander.