Assassination [1]
In the midst of the bustling space, a peculiar altercation unfolded before my eyes. Two individuals, one elderly and the other seemingly much younger, engaged in a heated exchange:
"First come, first served, move out of the way, old lady!"
The elderly woman, clearly offended, responded with a mixture of surprise and indignation, "Whaa! How could you do this!? Don't you know to respect your elders!!"
"Go away, old woman! There is no age difference when it comes to food and life."
It was a raucous scene, but strangely enough, no one around us seemed to be paying it any mind.
In a space teeming with diverse inhabitants, it appeared that interfering in disputes, especially of this nature, was a universally avoided practice. And so, like the others, I chose not to involve myself, instead focusing on my own objective.