Walk some streets looking for favourite record shop, browse odd CDs, old familiar feeling. Know it's not human but still real thing.
Well asking you like an open invitation.
Stopped up maybe, moods, thoughts, this LIFE bit messed up. If you would be happy to eat plate of pasta, plenty of oil drizzled over. No one uses phone, here vaping like dogs are banned. Just people wanting people type contact.
Corners you just turned, circles of cafes ,something feels like place to have small talk with lady friend.
No need or reason to hurry, maybe this is a town people should head too when you’re local. Never expensive gig, faces of people you don’t know smile at you.
Near full bus pulls in people get off. Pavements feel safe, comfortable, OK holding bus so two Lady’s of Church can board ahead of you.
No sense of hassle or trouble, observe girls with Mum ? Sharing shopping triumphs, older guys on way to soccer match, full of anticipation.
That kind of sweet place world away from Hometown experience, really breaks my heart that this is not the normal everyday experience.
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