Friday 1 May 2009

 

Free Entry.

Outside the coffee shop. Two girls walk down Lothian Road. Blonde, long curly hair, she wears a grey top, with a zip which is three quarters fastened, leaving a suggestion. The brunette’s hair has a read dye through it, giving it a different kind of feel. She is dressed in something black and shiny and fitted, think sexy. Both are pretty, early twenties. They both hold a fat handful of flyers, the brunette clutching them to her breast as she walks. She stops a grey haired man in his fifties or so, and gives him one of the flyers. The girls keep walking. She giggles. Then the two break into a slight run. The man stands in the street and studies the flyer in detail. One he is done, he turns round, looking to see where the girls have gone. Leans further out into the street as though that will make them more visible. But they are gone, so he turns and carries on. Later the line starts for the gig in the venue next door, we join it and wait for the doors to open. We are standing there when I spot the two girls coming back up the road, still handing out flyers. I overhear the brunette saying to someone, here half a flyer for the strip club where I work, free entry! She nips into the newsagent, presumably handing flyers out in there, coming back out, and handing me a couple, while most folk refuse, I accept out of curiosity. I hand my friend one, and then tell her what it is. She asks what she is supposed to do with it now, I laugh, and shrug, suggest that she gives it to her boyfriend when he gets back from parking his car?

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