Scuttlebutt, disturbing as decay and death of reason

Bangkok, wet from the daily downpour and affected by some overwhelming excitement. The city becomes an intense public interest, with the usual crippling grumbles of wet clothes, enthusiasm of keeping shoes dry and shrieking of traffic congestion where murky cold water flow under stagnant vehicles.
Bangkok Thailand
Shaking this overbearing feeling. For today I'm tired, of the bitching, oh aye, that right of people to open their mouths to gossip and complain with thick drool almost dripping at the corner of their wet lips. I beginning to think that people, here and there, enjoy this perverted style of communicating, if only, perhaps, to just see the reaction of others. Or to build the intensity of sustaining a lie.

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