Saturday, February 10, 2001
Went and strolled round Portobello this lunchtime with friend Sarah. On the way down there, Sarah was mentioning how broody she was. Shortly after buying a pair of shoes from the shoe-lady, Sarah commented that the condom-man (i.e. the man who has a stall at Portobello and gives out free condoms and the like) hadn't been there for ages now. I fear the worst.
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