Something silly
What are THEY for? said the man behind me, to his wife, as I was shopping today. Many a time I have thought the same, but never out loud in case it was obvious and it might sound silly... Passing a group of upturned ladies in the bargain basement, heads invisible in the depths of big tubs of material, bottoms raised towards the ceiling. Cries of 'what are these for?' ringing in the air as I wandered past...Where was I today?
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