The poor lambs have closed for lunch l (13:15pm).
A Gorilla from the Aubin shop hurtled towards me; "can I help, where are you going?" he shrilled.
Not sure why he was bounding at me so fast, I nearly decked the idiot.
Thankfully I resisted the urge and reflex.
These people sadly think that anyone who doesn't walk, talk or look like them doesn't or can't appreciate art. That is indeed sad. I'm still going back after work though.
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