Alan Cowan

He had fought with his wife as usual, because of his idiot son, who had hit him as a child at school, so he was more than stressed, but he still tried to look as relaxed as possible at his office
Where is a damn taxi when you need one? Damn! Even the children in the Congo have it easier
This is Alan, who was standing on the sidewalk outside his apartment at the taxi stand, trying to stop one, because his car was in the shop and he couldn't use it for now