So, I don't know if anyone knows this, but right now there's a pretty major tennis tourney going on in Eastbourne. It's generally considered a step on the way to Wimbledon. And I know this because I'm currently walking through town, covered in mud from sleeping on the wet ground last night, still in the clothes I left in the fucking Saturday before last, and the town centre is fucking packed with people who'd consider themselves my betters on the best of days. Now I get why homeless people generally don't have top-flight self esteem.
I don't like being in a place this crowded. Too much commotion. Too much to see makes it harder to know what I'm not seeing.