Should you be at the curve on the 29th of November sometime in the early evening or late afternoon whichever way you chose to see it, and suddenly comes across 4 total strangers looking lost and wondering around aimlessly please do not call the police or the welfare department or even the RSPCA.
No they are not vagabonds and neither are they asylum seekers from the sub-continent. If my crystal ball is right, they are actually looking for friends whom they have never met before but dear friends all the same.
Having never set foot in The Curve, in fact, having only just recently heard of the existence of a place called The Curve, it should not be shocking to see them wondering around with blank wide-open eyes.
Please be gentle with these people for my crystal ball says that they are harmless ordinary folks probably lost in the big city called The Confluent of The Mud or Muddy Confluence or in local Muddy Confluence tongue, KayEll.
Offer them assistance instead of giving them the suspicious look; embrace them with love instead of shooing them away ,or in plain English, lead them to the Asam Pedas where they are supposed to meet their friends. While you are at it why not grab a chair and sit along with them and their friends.
To assist you in getting loads of pahalas here are their mug-shots taken from the CIA 9/11 secret files of people believed to be not involved at all.