Got a phone call from J, who lives next door. (No, not one of the Latvians. J lives on the other side of my house.) Since it's very stormy today, we were gossiping on the phone, not at the front doors. Yes, we were talking about the Latvians moving out of the house. I'm sure people who living the other side of the street, too, must be watching the women loading the car with loads of stuff all afternoon.
A minute ago, saw one of them trying to put plastic chairs into the boot of the car. I wonder if all of them are moving...
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