So walking back home from classes, this old Italian woman is standing outside her house across the road where I'm walking. She shouts out at me, I don't hear what she says because I'm listening to my iPod. I take my headphones out, and realise she was offering free fruit, probably nectarines. I decline, but she insists, still on the other side of the road. I eventually am able to leave.

But now I want a nectarine.