I watched a lot of traffic a few days ago. I don't know why, I just became hooked on trying to guess what type of business the next van would be, looking at the people in the cars and wondering what they were like.
Then on Friday I went to court and eavesdropped on lawyers and people talking in the hall.
I've mainly been cooped up in monastic isolation this week, but here (http://www.thelondonpaper.com/cs/Satellite/london/talk?packedargs=categoryId%3D1157150873417) is a (sadly defunct) column which does people-watching better than I could ever hope to.
The dark haired girl was walking alone that night down a near empty street. Hearing the scuff of a shoe, or someone breathing, from behind she lost her nerve and broke into a strange little jogging run. It lasted only ten houses before she slowed again to a walk. Another two houses and he was behind her again, his pace unchanged, and once more she broke into the run, this time making it to the next junction before slowing again. Never once did she look back, and probably remained unaware for some time that she'd lost him at the junction.
If she'd waited just thirty seconds more to start with I'd have walked right past her, oblivious to one more stranger on my walk home. Instead I feel a little guilty for having (completely unintentionally) unnerved her so.
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Date: 2009-03-22 08:19 am (UTC)Then on Friday I went to court and eavesdropped on lawyers and people talking in the hall.
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Date: 2009-03-22 12:08 pm (UTC)If she'd waited just thirty seconds more to start with I'd have walked right past her, oblivious to one more stranger on my walk home. Instead I feel a little guilty for having (completely unintentionally) unnerved her so.
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Date: 2009-03-23 08:50 pm (UTC)