Yesterday at the Turkish supermarket:
The lady at the checkout comments on my 'outfit': pink rain coat, pink cotton shopper, pink nails.
She asks whether my earrings are also pink. Which they aren't.
Why not, she asks.
Well, that would have been overkill, of course. You've got to strike the balance right!
I laugh and say: well, it sure brightens up your mood instantly, don't you think.
To which she agreed.
Also, on the way there, I ran into the guy I taught English at the kids' home. He seems well, has started his apprenticeship and moved back home. After 7 or 8 years. He said things are going all right. Which is great.
I also ran into my neighbour.
Does that mean I am a proper local now?
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