sleep the steep sleep of the wicked, these who part ake of- forbiddenfruits. Alarm ends an
unrememberable but probablyremarkable dream. Easy
Easy. find pullover.dress. Martins lane is empty hut for solitary bicycle. Stumpy lorry down Old Town Street. Ambulance with lights and martins horn at bus stop. Good Morning.
In front of the station a new yellow square painted on the ground for smokers.
Hair man thinks the pedestrians walking around it are funny, for de monster irritation he smokes his fag outside of the prescribed space
Yormas, new crew old slow slow.
the pretty building labourer says hello and preens her hair.
Train on time.
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