I sat in the cafe today. I read a book on my iPhone, listened to music, and didn’t touch anyone.
Decided to look at real life - pulled out of his ears plagiarism and extinguished the screen of the phone.
Behind the table in front of me - a kind of maneuverable grandmother, a cigarette with a mouthpiece, eyes not loaded with intelligence - all things.
On the left is a bunch of classic hipster girls. The two in the hands of some beef mirrors, photographing themselves (yes! to myself! With extended hands!Girlfriends, desserts, blowing, fucking, the whole restaurant - I don't know how all the waiters have not yet blinded.
He turned his headphones back and turned on the phone. I didn’t like the real world.