Underground Shopping...

Today we got off the metro at People's Square for a lovely brunch. On our way back we decided to have a look around the shops in that strange, underground, limbo section of the station... Strange is what we found...

 It all began with a sleeping beggar.

 Apparently it's ok to have frightening stuffed cats in the window of handbag stores?
THAT IS SO NOT OKAY.

 The whole thing is actually underground... It's like a casino with no windows or clocks. We were actually in there for 26 hours. We thought we spent about two hours there, but when we finally emerged into the sunlight once more, we realised we had been lost for a whole day. I am told this is not an uncommon phenomena.

 At one shop, we waited at the counter while the girl went next door to get change, and saw that she had a portrait of Hilary Duff on her desk. Hahahhahahahahhahahahahahhahah etc etc.

 IGNORE THE INFLUENCE RELAX! GARH
Hahahahahaahhahahahahha... I'll be sure to, thanks.

If you're not careful, though, small pencil cases will INSRST ON TOUCHING YOU. Keep your eyes peeled and your wits about you, ladies.