I've been out for a fag in the nice cold, damp, grey weather, and got thinking. Thinking about the lowlife that have turned up at the library, and being just as noisy and disruptive as usual. The librarian did ask them to keep the noise down, but they started up again directly the woman finished her shift.
I also remembered all the social media postings of happy, smiling animals. The whole thing is weird. They are animals. Animals don't smile; people do. And animals are not people. I don't get it.
While I was thinking I burned my arm again with a bit of hot fagash. I might learn one of these days.
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