Al Arm wakes at five caught by surprise after what felt like a sleep free night. Listen to the bells.Thirteen minutes doze take the old clothes, goto the bathroom wash a bit. no cat today is the day of der gelbe Kater, born last night, has nothing to do with the ZedCat. Collect the bits and pieces of life and wait for the Martins bells to tell that it is time to move.They are late, both bells, but they work, go down the stairs out the door and into the dark. By the church a noisy truck and a couple wandering down a side street with a big suitcase on wheels. Meet them again at the busstop, and just one of the three walking smokers drift past as in summer. Couple cuddle she gets on the now arrived bus and he stalks off. Wherever. Pay the fare exactly. After Stadtpark the bus brakes hard for a yellow bag that escaped from the its pile of yellow bags and moved suggestive of a person lying on the street. Busdriver flattened it anyway. no matter what it was suggestive of. Yellow things have a hard time today.
The Bahnhof?
The usual
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