The moon sits high over the Sacramento River, casting its soft light over earth and water alike. A few birds can be heard landing in the shallows and the occasional fish splashes on the surface. Despite the noise of the city, the picnic area is relatively quiet. Only the occasional traffic siren seems to break the calm in the area.
Sitting at a picnic table, facing the water, is Adrian.
It is his first night in Sacramento and this peaceful scene has reassured him that his decision to settle here was a smart choice. Of course two years on the road leaves him looking a little less than sharp. A simple white t-shirt and a pair of muddy jeans form most of his attire. Only a sleek wedding ring on his left hand breaks the otherwise mundane appearance.
As it is, Adrian is facing the water and singing the Folsom Prison Blues to himself and enjoying the warm Sacramento evening.
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