I see a man on a TV screen, with slight glasses and a mid-thirties smugness that comes of material success. I see a man walking towards me, he pretends not to notice me and expects me to move for him, but I don’t and we collide and I lean in with my shoulder to exaggerate the impact and he turns and spreads his arms, but I don’t look back or stop or apologise.
I walk past a stall selling foot long twisted sweets coloured brightly in blues and greens and pinks. An old woman sits drinking beer and sucking hard on a cigarette, her face wrinkled and old and bitter. I feel my body tensing and I clench my teeth.
I see a group of Chinese tourists walking slowly and looking around with their cameras and smiling and my body calms and I smile.
I see a fat man in a burger shop taking a bite, a woman screams at her baby. I cross the street, but look the wrong way and a car breaks before me. I walk faster; a man sits in a doorway with a needle filled with blood. I walk faster still and my body tenses and I grit my teeth and my eyes fill with tears.

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