33: All.

He asked the young girl selling from a colorful cart in the center of Queens, "Can I have two sticks of cheese, please? Thank you."

The fair-skinned young girl preparing the cheese sticks couldn't help but ask, "Are you okay?"

Trying to force a smile and avoiding eye contact, he replied, "I'm fine. Just had a bad day, that's all."

Handing him the cheese sticks, the girl said, "Bad days tend to turn around when we decide to change them. Everything will be alright, buddy." She smiled.

"I hope so," he sighed, taking the sticks and giving her the money. "Thank you..."

"Alice," she added.

"Thanks, Alice. By the way, I'm Peter," he said before thanking her again. He then handed one of the sticks to a boy named Ned.

"Thanks, bro," Ned said, taking a bite. "Delicious!"

Alice laughed a bit and thanked them.

"Let's sit over there," Ned pointed to a bench across the street. It was late afternoon, not too sunny.