The Cat Flap

Please close the flap quietly on your way out

Tuesday, October 19, 2004

Bah. I walked home behind a couple: he with black curly hair, enough to pull back into a minuscule backknot, and striped baggy trousers. She, same hair cut, low-cut jeans. Not a lot new there. What bothered me was the bag swinging from her fingertips, just your average Costcutter bag, white n' shiny, which held probably, by the looks of it, a carton of milk and some orange juice? Which you could carry? With your hands?

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