As a commuter in London, I automatically assume that strangers who are trying to talk to me or distract me are probably attempting to pickpocket me. However, for the first time ever on my way home from work recently, I was briefly stopped by a stranger at a train station who commented on the book I was reading. He noticed I was holding a copy of ‹H is for Hawk› by Helen Macdonald and just said «Great book! Really great book!» At the time, I was just over half way through it and had already arrived at this conclusion. I quickly said «Yes, I’m really enjoying it!» before we went our separate ways.
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