The other day i was walking down a narrow winding bath. Keepng my head down i could see all the cracks and imperfections that the pavement has - and so i started thinking... "why am i looking down and why am i thinking about the pavement" so i look up and BaM! i whack my face to the rough rugged and bricked wall before me.

The morale of the story? I'm hungry i'm going downstairs to eat. I'll tell you the morale later...

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