Blocked

On a corridor, morning. Two young kids talking.

“And she said, said who do you think you are and like I do what I want. And you know then she blocked me! And I said, I said I don’t care. Monday I’m going to smash her face in. And I was like yeah I don’t care.”

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Charity

In front of a grocery store. Noon. A woman with her grown up daughter talking to a senior citizen.

“Excuse me madam, please take this voucher I got from the bottle recycling machine. I’m not going to the shop myself.”

“I… I don’t…”

“No no, please, I won’t be using it. It’s worth ten cents. It’s a gift to you.”

“Do you want me to…”

“No no, it’s a gift! I saw you pick a trash from the bench, no body does that these days… You’re welcome. And happy mothers day!”

“I… umm…”

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Music, sports, wine

After a concert, at the foyer. Two women.

“I need to listen to that Petruschka again… He listens to it while skiing, you know. Hears it in his head, that’s what I think he means. The rhythm takes over, skiing…”

“Yes.”

“Oh it went straight to my cheeks.”

“But that’s good.”

“The interval is too short for a whole bottle. Even a half bottle is…”

“… The whole bottle is too much.”

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Anger

On a bus. Evening. A young woman on the phone.

“… fucking brooding, what the fuck am I going to do with him, fucking hell! Did I tell you what we argued about yesterday? Yea, yea exactly that… Today we agrued, we argued about what music to play in the car while driving to the hospital. It takes fucking four minutes! The trip takes four minutes! He’s going on and on about some fucking principles. He doesn’t have any principles! Fucking hell… Am I stupid or is he a total idiot or what? I’m fucking facepalming all the time.”

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A reminder

In the street. Midday. A woman, man and a three-year old.

“Ok, so see you later. I’m going now.”

“See you.”

“Don’t forget the pickled cucumbers. Mom! The pickled cucumbers, don’t forget them! Mommy! You like them! Mommy, pickled cucumbers! Remember the pickled cucumbers!”

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