I have seen hands dropping notes to the pavement.

Once in a while a passer-by has picked up one of those notes.

But as a rule they were caught by the wind and whisked away.

What was in those notes?
That's what I want to know.

Again, when it was dark, there has been the sound of running feet, and a panting man has jumped from the roadway to my rear step while we were in motion.