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Today I was at the supermarket, queuing behind three elderly ladies.
“How pretty you are”, said one of the ladies to the checkout girl. Then she looked at the girl’s fingers. “How come you’re not married?”
“I don’t know”, replied the girl, smiling.
“You should go out. Meet people”, said the second lady.
“I do. I go out. In fact, I’ve been taking dance classes. Latin American mostly, but also Italian. Tonight it’s Liscio.”
“And you haven’t met anyone?” said the third lady.
“Not yet.”
“You will. You will meet someone. Tonight you will meet someone”, said the third lady.
“I hope. It’s 48 euros and twenty. Cash or card?”
“That’s good. Dancing is good”, said the first lady. “I too danced, once.”
“Cash”, said the second lady.
