


I took these on my walk into town today. On my way, a couple of out-of-towners asked me for directions. This always makes me happy. It confirms that I do belong here, that I'm not an outsider anymore.
When I was reading in the cafe, I noticed this:

He got in through the glass doors. I'm not sure how he plans to get out. But we gave him some crumbs to tide him over.
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