Red Yellow Blue

On a humid night with continuous spring rain, the honking of car horns, people's shouts and the patter of rain merged together. Red, yellow and blue lights reflected off sidewalks and cars. Here, heavy rain drenches homeless people and poor old people on the streets. But pimps still stand at intersections searching for clients, and taxis serve them. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.