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Sep. 1st, 2013 03:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nnyWalking to Tesco because my favourite beer's on sale and a woman starts talking to me before I've even taken off my headphones, beatific smile and all one sentence, "Jesus Christ loves you God is good read the Bible repent of your sins" and back under the headphones while I laugh to myself. The woman on the till asks for ID and refuses to believe my age. "I thought you were 22," she says, "23, and if you're under 25 - " it's flattering, I think, and I show her the card with the picture of a seventeen year old. She asks for my skincare routine, the name of my moisturiser, and I don't know what to tell her. I don't do anything but try not to worry too hard, I say.
