Flying Solo

Flying solo on a Sunday. Found a new coffee shop with Arwen working as a barista. Checked out a small local congregation offering Lithuanian and English translation, sprinkled with a few LCC characters. Did a spot of shopping, including dropping by the cranky Russian babushka at the meat counter, who won’t come to the counter until I ring the bell, and then eyes me with great suspicion. Wrapped the morning with a healthy smoothie at an all-natural foods and spices shop. “Desmond has a barrow in the marketplace
Molly is the singer in a band
Desmond says to Molly, “Girl, I like your face”
And Molly says this as she takes him by the hand
Ob-la-di, ob-la-da
Life goes on, bra
La-la, how the life goes on
Ob-la-di, ob-la-da
Life goes on, bra
La-la, how the life goes on.”

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