Do you ever get tired of small talk? I remember going to get my haircut when I lived in my home town. Every time, without fail, I would go and the hairdresser and I would have the same round of identikit conversations. I didn’t have much to say and I wasn’t good at small talk so eventually I just changed hairdressers. It seemed the easiest option. I never did go in and tell her though, because I didn’t want to have a conversation that went along the lines of “it’s not you, it’s me”. I never thought, during those conversations, that perhaps...
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