Lunatic woman

(binaural) came across a woman living in a makeshift tent in the bushes of this back street. every day she was waling along the road, carrying a bunch of weeds and a stick, out of the blue talking to passer-bys about different concepts. each "listener" heard a different story. she was smoothly changing topics in a blink of an eye as if it was one story. some people were running away scared of her, some were trying to get into the conversation. you could tell she had gone off her rocker yet her words and ideas were coherent and educated although. sometimes very abstract and out of this world. here only a short excerpt.