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Re: These red indian dudes at the east end
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I didn't. Pan pipes absolutely do my tits in tbh. I keep expecting some fecker coming up to me and trying to punt me some fecking "healing" crystals whenever I hear them
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They don't annoy me as much as the Gouranga woman who hangs about outside Costa at Waverley Market tbf. If she was that in touch with the world around her as she claims, then she would realise that I've told her I'm no interested getting on for several hundred times and the chances are that I won't be interested this time either.
The Festival has been on for approximately 4 days and my normal chilled mellow no giein a feckness has started to rapidly descend into a fascist all tourists deserve to die mode. I need a new job in Leith!
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I know what you mean. Perhaps it was the romantic notion of red indians adding to the enjoyment. I wouldnt buy a pan pipes CD.
I hate these gouranga folk. "say gouranga and be happy" "i'd be a whole lot happier if you would fukk off"
The tourists I hate the most [and theres usually a mob of them] are the ones that stop in the middle of the pavement for no apparent reason when you are in a hurry. what a pair of miserable bastards eh - welcome to edinburgh you touristy type ****s.
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