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A Weirdest Day On Argyle Street
These pictures I took on Argyle Street, on Monday November 9th. It was a lovely day to go out and interview people for the speech project. I had an amazing day with my group. First, when we arrived to the street we went to a restaurant to have something to eat. At the restaurant we had a soup that was very delusions. After we ate, we went to interview people. I like that street. There are many cafes, restaurants on that street. On this street it was hard to find people for the interview, everyone was late for work or they hadn’t had time. I had an idea to find a park, because people in the park people always have time to talk. And we went to a park that was on this street. It was dog part, everyone there had a dog, and we interviewed 4 people
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