I am setting off for a walk around my neighbourhood. I walk round the roundabout, past the old church and come to the corner shop. I buy a packet of ‘Monster Munch’ potato chips and sit on a bench whilst two Polish builders smoke and procrastinate their day. I give directions to a lost woman.
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