23.7-20/4
- Up, clock, tablet, shower. Enjoy. Find shoes, socks, pants trousers and shirt. - The summer jacket is soaked after yesterdays ¥! rain Take the warmer one.
There are clouds and the sun has not risen.
Yet. Street is full of yellow bags. Every fortnight, yellow bag collection day.
The crutch man walks to the bus step, clickety- clanching his way over the cobblestones. Good "Mongers" at the bus stop. gutmogen!
The hairy smoker has his day off today. So does Anastasia.
There are fewer people today, Hedgehog and cronies, no black haired handbag girl..
Summer holiday time for singles, cheaper fares before school's out. Out for summer.
Foggy fields outside the train's window, the water of the last days evaporating and condensing to steam in the slightly colder aim of this morning. Dark outlines in steamy-pink masses. The shrub on the embankments are still in green, all else appears grey.
It is not August. yet, and the runnier is later already. The morning of the warmest month of the year already warning of the winter to cometh.
Moosburg, unreached. Silence in the Train, readers, writers, "telephone-wipers.com...
Moosburg platform has enough people in it to fill the carriage with trampling feet and load conversations. An noxious wave of scents, of perfumes and soaps, antiperspirants and conditioners.It takes a few minutes to become accustomed, then it is smelt no more.
But the silence has gone,
Chatterboxes chattering.
Then A silence again, as the train takes up speed.
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