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He spent most of lunchtime spouting economics at us, but it was the concept of "building freeways to nowhere" that stuck in my head most of all.
Later, on the tram, a girl sat with a large white square of cardboard on her lap. There was probably something exciting on the underside, but on top, in one corner, it simply said :
Dear (name),
in memory of everything, anything and nothing.
Love,
(other name) xxxx