Friday. I am walking up the road leading to the roundabout. A narrow footpath runs right through the middle of the roundabout, dividing it into two halves. On the upper part of the round about, an old bald-headed man is walking to and from the path to the circumference. On his left hand is a small brown bag and a phone with earphones plugged in. The bag has taken the shape of its content, which I assume, and think every one else would, is a book. Old people rarely use earphones, so I conclude that this is a rare case. The suit he is wearing clearly depicts...
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