Yesterday morning the path outside one of the factory buildings at work was still damp from the night’s rain, with some puddles along one side. By one of the entrances the concrete was bone dry and therefore a lighter colour.
Anyone who walked in the puddles left wet footprints on that dry section of concrete. There were not many footprints due to a reluctance to walk in puddles, but one of them was, I am absolutely positive, the print of a bare foot.
I have not actually noticed any free spirits coming to work with bare feet, but I am keeping my eyes open now!
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