Sitting at the tram stop for 10 minutes conversing with the lovely Irish lady sitting next to me. (yes, she told me she was Irish...). Usually I'd sit there with my mp3 player, or a book, or if P is there with me (as today) talking to him about what I want to do when I get home. Not so good with striking up conversations with random strangers. But
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