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It was quarter past four, and I was walking down a fairly quiet street and had just decided to go into the nearest bakery when two teenage girls, walking arm in arm and talking nineteen to the dozen, came out of a side street and started strolling along ahead of me.
From time to time everyone finds it interesting and refreshing to listen to the chatter of two teenage girls, not just because they laugh and giggle at the slightest thing, but also because their laughter is so infectious that everyone around them can't help laughing too.