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Vendors

I went to a baseball stadium. My seat was located in a good block, close enough to see the players' faces, yet far enough to see the whole ground. But unfortunately it was on the corner of the block, an aisle on my left and another aisle just before me. Vendors were coming and going non-stop.
For some reason, every single vendor would stop, turn and look for thirsty or hungry audience, right in front of me.
They didn't really get in my face (I thought they would), they just made me interested in them instead.
I nearly forgot about what I was there for...