People people people


I think I’ve seen hundreds and hundreds new familiar strangers today. All in groups, packed with bags, like camels in the desert. The flow never stopped, it was a swarm of bees only paying attention to their next destination: a new heaven of clothes on sale.
And once you came inside, you had the last pick and a need for patience to wait for a free fitting room. And then you forget the people waiting for the moment that they officially own their clothes, so after all you leave the shop with nothing; ain’t nobody got time for that.
Or as we day in Dutch: we hingen met de benen buiten.


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