Tribes

Yesterday, at Lidl we met migrants form IPAS, a big crowd of people looking very distinctly non-irish, with very dirty, heavy boots, and them trolleys filled with goods to the brink. Was wondering what they think of us, passers-by, obviously better rooted in the reality. We are like three different tribes, the locals, us (the people who pretend to be locals, creating hundreds of subtribes), and them, visually different, still hanging in between.