| Comment | Similar story, but instead the woman gave me a "lucky" heather. I naively assumed it was free (since she was being so friendly an' all) and began walking away. She came after me demanding £2.50, so I refused and gave her the heather back. She let it drop to the ground and began hexing me, following me around several shops in Argyle St, muttering a strange language and giving me the Stare. (or should that be *scare*), making strange gestures with her hands. 4 years ago now and I'm still getting the heebie jeebies thinking about it. |
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