The shop at the end of my street is were everyone goes after the bars close
because they serve breakfast to go..it's like a convenience store/deli..
Well I was in there late night - last week...and the place was full of people who were doing this..

and there were so many of them..and they were all doing this mannerism
- sort of talking to each other as if they were very awkward anorexic girls
crossing their arms and legs like they were nervous and stuff...
and I realized that I haven't the slightest - even remote idea as to what these people are about...
I mean yeah - bicycles..probably explain the anorexic thing but beyond that..nothing
I felt like running - so zombies maybe..there were so many of them - I've never felt so un-clued into culture.








