On my way home...

Sometimes after work I don't go home directly or at least skip a couple of Tube stations and just walk through the crowd. This is a good thing, you can just walk and think about the world, about London ...
There are many things I don't understand here like why the number of people is always inversely proportional with the amount of space in the Tube corridors and why people always make up their minds and turn around in the exact place where they can block as many people as possible to walk bye ..
I usually end up in Borders and check all the floors Audio Books, Fantasy, Comic Books but most of the time I come out empty-handed wondering why the best authors are exiled to the lover rafts so you can only check them out crawling on your knees like some literary-religious book-freak and there is always someone just reading a comic book in front of your favorite author's stuff. If this happens I never ask them to leave or to make room, I just stare like God at final judgement for ten seconds or so and leave. They never notice. Maybe I drop by to HMV to check out the new music releases already knowing that I will not buy any of them cause probably those are already on my Ipod downloaded by me or one of my friends but it's cool to browse through all the hundreds of CD-s and DVD-s with colorful artwork. I remember in Hamburg I was amazed by the big tech shops like Saturn, we ended up there once or twice a week to check the notebooks and wireless stuff but now I just don't give a shit, there is "tech city" here with all the brand new stuff, the latest technology but now it all looks like bullshit to me which doesn't worth a second glance.
On my way home I usually end up in our general store. There are three indian girls working there all beautiful, two of them are probably twins but I only like to shop from the third one, cause the other two have a tiny but noticeable mustache and I'm afraid they will notice that I stare at it. The third girl on the other hand has some cool symbols tattooed on her hands which I really like. It looks like something religious or tribal, indians have and air of mystery around them which is really cool. Tribalism is not dead in this new century....