It all started because every time I walked past this cathedral, I could hear the grand sound of its bells. There were usually a few homeless people outside as well, and they were always polite and kept themselves quite tidy. One of them would often draw on the stone benches and slabs outside the cathedral using colorful chalk. His drawings were big and full of life—sometimes it was a sea of orange flowers, other times a blue sky. On the day I was taking photos, after I finished, this homeless man looked at me, smiled, and said, "Bless you."