I sat in a Hampstead cafe collecting what I heard others around me saying and putting some fiction in between.
"You are in the center, so walk. It's easy. It's normal, it's easy, it's the best. Never ever ever have problems anywhere. I could hear the young boy leaving. Everyone starts laughing. Terrible song. Do you like it? No? It changed my life like it changed everyone else's. Your mother, where is she now? She had some problems with her heart, ten years ago. A year and a half she took medicine. I'm sorry, I am so sorry for everything. She tried to convince me not to go there, one week later I heard she had said 'I can't belive she's going" to everyone, because she was going herself. A respectable woman hung up in this sad world, we see differently. The first bus to San Marino leaves at 3AM. We can catch that."