Defining maximum smile levels.
Walking along the esplanade, there were 5 groups smiling.
The others were going along, looking down at the ground as if lost or seeking clues.
We wonder, do they all count sheep when trying to fall asleep?
How many of them have keys to twenty-two bedroom mansions in their pockets?
We greet some, but not others.
But we are never beaten to the post. Noone offers a greeting before us.
We presume they all have amazing stories to tell.
Some more than others.
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