Listen to the bells go, all night, everyhour, four, every quarter, one, every half, two, every threequarter, three.
Bathroom at three bells, alarm at four, shower shave and psychopill at one, collection of items and setting of the hall clock at two.
No runner today, but the man in the red uniform is pushing an orange plastic box around, illuminated by the light shining out through the glass door of one of the last public telephone booths.
That woman, the one sitting thirty yards from the bus stop, is wearing a leopardskin patterned headscarf today. She has a sad and depressed expression. There is a quiet man waiting at the stop as well, a man with a suitcase on wheels.
The busdriver, a chatty native of a balkan state, takes his load to the station,and is late.
The brownhaired bluejacketed woman with the wide face is on the bus today, on her way to the station café.
The bus is well filled today.
There is no smoker at the station, the yellow rectangle painted on the pavemement is deserted and its environs too.
Flurry hurry in that café, one takes the order, another takes the money and yet another delivers the goods.
Anastasia tight lipped on kitchen duty fills the refrigerated display with plasic containers of fruit salads, to be sold to the health conscious railway traveller. Whilst her colleagues are both serving one customer, their coordination a disaster, she serves two, unsmiling.
Moustacio! and hedgehog, the bluejacketed brown haired woman and longblackhaired girl are there, same as for years sitting at their table, they may be there at that time for years to come.
Hissinear hissing, badwhistle, toitself. Earitch and whistle, hissy. Two women with big suitcases, drink their coffee and go for the platform, after arguing on the impossibility of clearing paper cups away. Clear the cups anyway, may be travellin far today.
"Lass den Becher nicht dort stehen?" "Ich habe keine Hand frei mit dem Koffer" "So geht das nicht"
The train leaves with a delay, after strange warnings on its public adress system of a pulled emergeny brake."Achtung! Es wurde eine Notbremse gezogen". Waddafu
The carriage sways more on this journey than those newly laid tracks should allow.
Bathroom at three bells, alarm at four, shower shave and psychopill at one, collection of items and setting of the hall clock at two.
No runner today, but the man in the red uniform is pushing an orange plastic box around, illuminated by the light shining out through the glass door of one of the last public telephone booths.
That woman, the one sitting thirty yards from the bus stop, is wearing a leopardskin patterned headscarf today. She has a sad and depressed expression. There is a quiet man waiting at the stop as well, a man with a suitcase on wheels.
The busdriver, a chatty native of a balkan state, takes his load to the station,and is late.
The brownhaired bluejacketed woman with the wide face is on the bus today, on her way to the station café.
The bus is well filled today.
There is no smoker at the station, the yellow rectangle painted on the pavemement is deserted and its environs too.
Flurry hurry in that café, one takes the order, another takes the money and yet another delivers the goods.
Anastasia tight lipped on kitchen duty fills the refrigerated display with plasic containers of fruit salads, to be sold to the health conscious railway traveller. Whilst her colleagues are both serving one customer, their coordination a disaster, she serves two, unsmiling.
Moustacio! and hedgehog, the bluejacketed brown haired woman and longblackhaired girl are there, same as for years sitting at their table, they may be there at that time for years to come.
Hissinear hissing, badwhistle, toitself. Earitch and whistle, hissy. Two women with big suitcases, drink their coffee and go for the platform, after arguing on the impossibility of clearing paper cups away. Clear the cups anyway, may be travellin far today.
"Lass den Becher nicht dort stehen?" "Ich habe keine Hand frei mit dem Koffer" "So geht das nicht"
The train leaves with a delay, after strange warnings on its public adress system of a pulled emergeny brake."Achtung! Es wurde eine Notbremse gezogen". Waddafu
The carriage sways more on this journey than those newly laid tracks should allow.
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