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Neighbours,
I'm sorry.
No more time shall be wasted in these encounters. Energy is too scarce for human contact. It produces friction. Friction must be avoided, sweaty hands kept in the pockets.
We communicate through other media. Visit my website or drop me a line on facebook. The skin dust, we leave for other strangers to collect. Like dogs socializing through lamposts and car wheels.
I'm sorry.
The lubricant of urban life. The one and only phrase you need to know to get by on these streets. Sorry if I break you heart but since I'm sorry, I carry on. You stay there and try at least to mutter 'no worries'.
Kindly,
Thy neighbour.

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