A bunch of strangers trapped in a giant patio
Waiting 15 minutes to reconnect with the rest of society
You would think it could all spontaneously burst into a giant roaring discotheque
And yet people sit silently
All with heads bowed and buried in books
Or staring at phones
As if we were all at a party and we all had just found out about some horrible disaster
Maybe it'd be a little more lively if that did actually happen
And then the boat chimes near the shore
And we all go back to our own lives
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