“What does it mean ‘You can’t go in’? Is that a joke?”“I can’t let you in. Seriously.”“What’s the matter with you, man? Why wouldn’t you let me in? Do I need an invitation? Is it a private party?”“It’s not a private party but, I can’t let you in. ““Oh, I see… is it because I…

…or, at least, the one in Bournemouth. Three particular ads in the window get my attention, so I go in. Nobody welcomes me (a customer?). Only one head, out of 4, raises, lazy: – How can I help? But it sounds more like ‘Whaddahell U doin’ in here?’. My immagination, probably. And although I’d like…