It was that summer, that really hot summer the other year. I saw a man in a hat and coat. He was wearing a scarf in that hot summer; you know the one I mean. He was tall and wore a hat and coat and scarf, and he walked along like he was a tourist, looking at everything for the very first time. There was a woman with him too, who was wearing a long flowing silky white dress. She had long blonde hair and a smile as radiant as the sun, that hot summer day I talked about before.