"Perhaps they're just sleeping late," the cashier said nervously.
My local village has a thriving international community. And so the absence was marked in the supermarket - no foreign accents, no foreign languages, no football dribbling outside the entrance, no laughter. It felt like after the Rapture, or the Holocaust.
"Perhaps they're just sleeping late," the cashier said nervously.
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