Along with a large number of Cape Town's trendy young things in those ubiquitous wayfarers(I really do hope that 2011 will sound the fucking death knell to this most tired of sunglass shapes), I hooked up with friend Ody, a self-described 'battling socialite' and we went to the Neighbourgoods market in Woodstock. I'm a bit of a market whore because markets are always such a nice and somewhat noncommittal way to catch up with friends & acquaintances you don't see a lot of, plus an opportunity to meet some new ones. Just by literally walking in and out you can have like 10 brief conversations at different parts of that short journey, some great, some superficial and some you could do without. Thankfully mine were the former.
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