I think there are some things one is not meant to see and/or hear (or perhaps blog about?).
I was in The Box yesterday, having a leisurely lunch and apparently not minding my own business. When I go there in the afternoon(which I often do if I've got a decent break between classes) I sometimes read, I sometimes write, and I sometimes just peoplewatch, listening for snippets of dialogue or situations to toss into some kind of storytelling stewpot.
It's not eavesdropping, it's character research. Don't judge. Any writing book will back me up on this.
Anyway, prior to nail-polish ...
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