Spotted on a sunny morning in small city Aotearoa #newzealand

A woman (50s?) in a floral dress describing a recent Tinder date. "He's kind of perfect but he wants me to cook him 3 roast chickens whenever he comes over." She pauses when she sees her friend's expression. "That's weird, right?"

A busking man playing the spoons. He's singing in te reo Māori and is grinning at passer's by. A woman (70s?) drops some coins in his hat and he says "Bless you darling. Hope you have a Merry Christmas!". They talk for a bit, then he continues on with his song.

A woman (30s?) in gym clothes talking to a friend as they stand in line for coffee in a bustling cafe. "All Pete needs to be happy is a bed, a bar fridge and a band saw."

A tiny human (1?) in a bright onesie wriggling in his mum's arms as she tries to pay for some books. She puts him down and he swiftly crawls to the door of the bookshop and sits there, greeting customers with happy babble as they come in. People return the greeting, visibly charmed.

3 generations of women in a nail salon, bantering, bickering and entertaining everyone present. The youngest (30s?) is threatening to put her mum in a home if she keeps bossing her. Grandma is threatening to move in with her granddaughter. They're all getting sparkly red nails for Christmas.

Any typos spotted in this post are wondering how many roast chickens one can request before it gets really weird. If spotted, please direct to the nearest rotisserie barbeque joint.