Spotted on a Tuesday in small city Aotearoa #newzealand

A woman with an artfully messy topknot (60s) returning library books with a friend. She says loudly, "Did you know there's a huge seniors swinger community here?"
Her friend laughs, "Yeah. EVERYONE knows that!"
She huffs, "I didn't!"

Two men in hi vis vests striding into a supermarket. The older (60s?) says to the younger (early 20s?) "You can't go wrong with croissants, mate. Women are always impressed if they come over and see a croissant. They're like MAGIC."

A stocky man in a Grateful Dead T-shirt (70s?) enters a cafe and announces: "I know it's not my usual day, but I really need that coffee."
The barista who's just greeted him by name makes his regular.

A woman (40s) pausing at a crosswalk leading to a diverse bunch of locals meeting in support of the Hīkoi mo te Tiriti in Wellington. She grins as she comments on the size of crowd only for her teen daughter to gently but firmly hustle her forward. The vibe is community.

A beaming man (50s) walking down the street talking on his phone: "Mum, Taylor passed his maths exam. I didn't think he'd do it but he did. I'm so bloody proud of him, eh."

Any typos in this post are highly amused after overhearing in the cookbook section of a library that there's not only one but two active senior swinger communities in this rather small Kiwi city who are apparently warring with each other. If spotted please impress typos with a croissant.