It's mid-morning.
I ain't never been here before.
I certainly have never formed the _intent_ to be here.
I am here by no virtue of my own.
The weather is crap, but may clear. At any rate, I got gear.
I have no reason to be around any of these people,
but the direction "away" is infinite.
I walk: I choose my own path.
I could do anything-- buy a cup of coffee, or something!
I can't help but learn _something_ or other.
I can't help but have a nice time.
I'm on my own.
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