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What are they talking about? I see them in all places, walking down the street heads cupped. How did they live before this? Mothers in big square trucks talk while kids sit watching their lips. I heard a woman inside a changing room talking once. Is everything urgent? In lines waiting they prattle. While shopping they discuss men, In the bathroom stalls about women. Is there no conversation they will not share with the public? Must this be discussed right now? Even while eating I must endure the operation and the test results from doc. Who are they calling while they are changing diapers today? They talk with doughnuts chewing. Why do they choose to talk in coffee houses, blank looking faces, smiling at nothing? Life goes by while they are just talking up a storm about nothing anyone should hear.

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