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Saint Catullus church, with its two asymmetric towers. Different height,. different shape. Twins, but not identical.

The ploughed brown fields now have lines of green spots m them, there were their crops are showing through.

All the rest is growing madly, on account of the plentiful water, increasing warmth and the mftcient aght.

And so the day begins, yet again. Another working day.

22 May 2015

awaken, and it is seven minutes early, seven minutes before the time. Do the bathroom things, warm the shower, take out the wet mop that was left in a bucket.

Back to the bedroom, turn off the efoek clock. and so back to the shower.

Put on the same old clothes with different underwear, as every day. No, some days different clothes are due. Not today.

The spire of Martins church  lost in the fog, grey swirls everywhere today. There is no rain, therefore no raincoat today.

Bakers trucks, two, in the main street. A street full of bakeries, bakeries and cafes. This is now the business of the town. Luxury and leisure, shoe shop and clothing stores. Mobile phones for sale.

Dolores, still looks pleased with herself. We say our good mornings. Around the bus stap, and in the small park, there are five ducks and four crows. The sucks are clearly paired, The green plumage on the heads of the two drakes contrasting with the drab-brown plumage of the ducks. The one unpaired duck is male.

The crows are black. The ducks quack.

And a small finch sings from the railing.

Brown, molten snow, and wild the river rushes between its concrete walls. "Bits of wood, tree parts, are passing under the hedge in the muddy water's rush. The locks have been opened, the water from the mountains and out of the field drains of the surrounding countryside is pouring downstream. After it has passed Passau it will pass Vienna, and in the future the mud that it is carrying will settle in the Black sea.

At the station there is more activity than usual. That train drivers strike has ended,. and it is Friday.

        good: good humoured Anastasia serves coffee. She knew it by now, still meticulous with the rubber stamp on the discount card. The big man with the short hair is working together with her, they are laughing and joking. It is nice to see their happiness with each other.

Hedgehog is reading his newspaper....

The world is proceeding, a precession of days, not identical, but aways with the same factors affecting tt ipath.

Today, the pigtailed smoker is on the platform

Good morning.

The train runs through a foggy landscape,  a charge from yesterdays confusion.

Upon reaching Friving, the sun appears and the fog recedes.