Fragments of something larger? Whatever. If it was supposed to make sense to you, you’d understand it… “This establishment is an importer of fine teas,” she says, “and none better on the High Street, I can assure you as much. We have tradition to uphold. We are perceived by the community in just such a way that deviation,” it is as if she plucks the word from the air with her fingers, drawing it down into her argument “is unacceptable.” “Certainly, certainly.” The man says, sniffing loudly from the side of his nose. He is wringing his hands. “I’ll take my goods elsewhere then, shall I?” Her eyebrow quirks with near imperceptible subtlety. “Yes. You certainly shall.” |
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