There is a young man I see every morning on my way to work. He must be about 25 years of age and to put it euphemistically there are things that aren’t right with his head. He sits on the sidewalk every single day and does exactly the same thing, collects gravel in his hands and smiles at the world. He is a gentleman, I personally have never spotted him in any mad rage, instead, he calls out benignly to any passing vehicle or animal and smiles shyly at them.