A few yards away from the commotion, a lone street vendor stood behind his food cart, which was lined with an array of colourful snacks and steaming dishes. The vendor, a middle-aged man with a weathered face and calloused hands, cast a concerned glance toward Joe’s prone figure on the sidewalk.
His eyes reflected a deep empathy born from years of experience. He had witnessed countless scenes where passersby ignored individuals in distress, and his own attempts to intervene in the past had often been met with resistance or indifference. This history weighed heavily on him, creating a sense of hesitation.