Tuesday, February 23rd
The Dormouse, mid afternoon
I sip my tea and listen to the conversations swirling about me.
"Did you go this morning?"
"No! Did you?"
"Do you think he did it?"
"I heard his neck did not snap, and that he jerked around on the--"
"I do NOT wish to hear about that! If you want to talk about that, you may kindly get out of my shoppe."
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