Originally Posted by Sir C
I eat them straight out the packet.
In a secret quiet alley that is full of the same people everyday the homeless fella, the business man who polishes off 4 bottles of cider in 5 minutes, hotdog fingers and a group of nice ladies who go for a smoke.
We are all aware of each others presence and stick to our spots yet we never acknowledge each other. Bit like when Foxes and cats patrol the same beat.
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