I don’t have internet in my flat yet and I imagine it will be some time until I do. At the moment, I am using library computers.
The man next to me now is wearing very old fashioned headphones; the foam earpieces are disintegrating and falling in black flakes onto the desk we share.
He is watching Latin dancing on YouTube. I can hear the tinny beat. Occasionally I see the flash of colour out the corner of my eye as a female dancer spins across the dancefloor.
Whenever I turn to get a proper look at what he’s watching, he somehow manages to switch the screen to a large image of Starsky and Hutch. His feet stop counting the steps and he seems to be saying, “WHAT?”
He doesn’t actually say it though and I am unable to ask him.
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