From c0a17b1b3ed8ad8dea10912aaf6d807fa09435d1 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Lars Wirzenius Date: Sat, 27 Feb 2021 07:35:54 +0200 Subject: language tweaks --- assault.mdwn | 10 +++++----- 1 file changed, 5 insertions(+), 5 deletions(-) diff --git a/assault.mdwn b/assault.mdwn index 5ffab3c..57a69c6 100644 --- a/assault.mdwn +++ b/assault.mdwn @@ -4,10 +4,10 @@ It's been a couple of weeks. It's late on a Thursday evening. Anna is sitting in the subway train, on a bench. On the Helsinki subway the trains are orange, and the benches are orange. The benches are in pairs to form booths, ostensibly to get the famously asocial locals to -be modern and urban. In practice, it meant they read books, -newspapers, or, these days, looked at their smartphones. Or out of the -windows into the underground tunnel walls. Anything to avoid talking -with each other. +be modern and urban and chat with their co-passengers. In practice, it +means they read books, newspapers, or, these days, looked at their +smartphones. Or just stared out of the windows into the underground tunnel walls. +Anything to avoid talking with each other. Anna is doing that. It's been another long, stressful day at work, and she's enjoying watching episode of her latest favourite TV show on the @@ -84,7 +84,7 @@ mental healing process, but I don't really want to re-live it with everyone separately. Sorry. I didn't tell the police, you know how they've treated me before, when I've been raped. Don't trust them." -"Oh, of mine, nothing to be sorry for. I know exactly how you +"Oh, my, you have nothing to be sorry for. I know exactly how you feel. I'm here if you want or need to talk, about anything, at any time, but there's no pressure. OK?" -- cgit v1.2.1