I'll write this as Kal would- as an interview. Enjoy.
KoK: "Yes, it's true. I did see Kal Korff on the street."
Interviewer: "Wow, that must have been pretty fucking exciting for you!!"
KoK: "Um, I said it was Kal Korff."
Interviewer: "Okay, right. Sorry. Rewind the tape. Let's start again."
Interviewer: "So, sir, tell us about your recent encounter."
KoK: "Well, I bumped into Kal Korff on the street yesterday afternoon."
Interviewer: "Interesting. Tell us more."
KoK: Well, it was around 3:30pm. I had an appointment in Prague 2 (a district of Prague). I came out of I.P. Pavlova metro, walked over to catch the next tram one stop to Namesti Miru. While at the tram stop, I found myself staring at this guy. It hits me - that's Kal Korff."
Interviewer: "And how did you feel?"
KoK: "Kind of dirty, kind of like I was staring at a traffic accident."
Interviewer: "Come now, be nice. How did Kal look to you? What was he wearing?"
KoK: "He's taller than I would have expected, maybe 5' 8" at best. Had on some beatup black & white sneakers, a rather drab purple winter coat. I did note it was especially purple for a man to wear, but that doesn't matter much to me."
Interviewer: "Anything else to tell?"
KoK: "Well, being my first time seeing him up close - I didn't dare get closer than 10 feet - he didn't look well. Maybe he's ill these days, who knows. His face looked haggard and worried. His eyes darted around like he was half-expecting someone to surprise him. To be honest, I felt a sense of embarrassment for him, like you do when you stare at a homeless guy."
Interviewer: "Was he carrying anything?"
KoK: "Oh yes. He had with him a bag of bread. That also reminded me of a homeless guy since it's common here for broke people to just eat bread rolls."
Interviewer: "So, did you follow him?"
KoK: "Well, not on purpose, but we both got on the next tram that came. It was the number 4. As I said, I went only as far as Namesti Miru. Kal continued on, down Francouzská street. Who knows where he went. And who cares really."
Interviewer: "Well...thanks, I guess."