The crazy foreigner down the street moved into the neighborhood recently. He lives in an old house where a nice old man who used live. That old man used to offer the boys on the street candy, but one day the police showed up at the old man's house and took him away for impromptuing, or something like that. You were just about to ask your mother where he went when a moving van pulled up and these people who were wearing their bedsheets started ordering the movers around. Your mother said they were from another country, and that you shouldn't try to talk to them or go near the house because the man of the house looked crazy. You asked her which country he was from, but your mom said she didn't know and go wash your hands before supper was ready.