Granville Pt. 3: Eleanor Rigby's Friends
On a street full of people, these four guys had no one to talk to, though I suspect it was more like a case of no one really feeling like talking to them. Strangely enough, all but one of them seemed to be in generally good spirits despite being quite obviously alone.
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