Old man: I think it’s too late to swim, the oil is wash­ing up on the beach.
Old woman: Yeah, it’s too late for a lot of things now.
Old man: We should move back to De­troit. It’s less pol­lut­ed.
Old woman: I don’t want to die in De­troit. Re­mem­ber, we had this con­ver­sa­tion al­ready.

–Pier, St Pe­ters­burg, Flori­da

Over­heard by: Sandy Paws