6.11.14
at three, at five, alarm, get up, shower, don't shave,yes brush hair, tenderloin, todaloo, get dressed, the clock shows that it is five fifteen..
. Wait.
It can't be!
It is really five thirty five.
On to the street- and run. Out of breath and watch Dolores boarding the bus.
Justin time! igive the driver his money, no change.
. Catch breath, unfitness, overweight, unflattering, adiposity nonsense. Wine last tight. a good idea. Then, not now,
sit down in bus, in front of Dolores. good morning. Duspaytsine. Bisoncho. Silence.
Effusive end-overfriendly slow service at the cafe, slightly overweight, generality oversized. Most of the trains are on strike. The six oh eight goes. Hedgehog smiley, ¡mustachio! cursing about football good in champions league, bad elsewhere.
The platform is emptier than usual, the train too. Nothing but a bad smell of overripe banana, some descendant of the apes is eating them from his lunchbox'
Sickening, the smell.
M oosbutg platform is full to bursting. Noisy people, with umbrellas and compromising natures. Muttering. About the strike, joy at the train carriage's emptiness
The train moves on, alone in the dark.
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