Today I walked from an underground carpark, to the main street, to a second-hand store, down to the library, to an arcade then I went to the river and took a swim. After that I went to a book store and then back to the car park. During this I listened for conversations that were happening around me or directed to me and here are the fragments.
As I left the underground carpark I went past the back of a cake store. Two men with heavy foreign accents were speaking.
“Why are there so many rats traps here?”
“For the rats.”
“Do they catch many?”
“They do, many. You would be surprised. Big ones, they clog up the traps.”
I kept walking, I went up to the main street, turned right and walked on.
Along the main street they were working on the sidewalk. Two old women were talking to…
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