SITTING IN THE NOONDAY SUN

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..and not a mad dog or Englishman in sight. Least I don't hear anyone saying "blimey" or "cheerio". The lady on the right–I thought she was reading a book, but when the person who was partially blocking my view left, I saw that she had just been staring at her hands all this time. Rubbing the knuckles of one hand with the thumb of the other and staring. If people were different than they are, I would have sat next to her and listened to whatever she had to say. But they're not, so I walked past her and headed back to the office.