Ahead of time, cloudy grey from the window.
Take the alarm clock to the bathroom, so that it will not go off untended, and waken the house. The cat does not need wakening, it is up already
Wash and shower, dress up for the day. Well, just put the clothes on. Dressing up is something else.
Upon leaving the house see an overweight young men running down the alley in black tight glistening sports clothing. He is tall, has a pronounced belly hanging over the top of his leggier, and has his hair dyed green and blue, and shaved his head on the sides too
The house opposite is denuded 0f its plaster, all of the old arches and brickwork are milk. The day is quite chilly now, but the forecast is for fat weather today. At the corner by the kitchenware store there is a young woman in a black dress sobbing bitterly. Catch a few words, „he was the only“ or „Er war der einzige…“ There is a young man standing beside her, attentive, confused.
The bus stop is deserted, but now there are strange artifacts in the river.
A huge white waterwheel, rotating slowly in the current. And a platform, a raft. Both are fixed to the bridge with long hawsers, maybe fifty feet long.
This is art.
A man in running clothes attempts to use the telephone attached to the bus shelter.
It does not work, or he is incapable...
The bus is full, and a friendly bus driver in short trousers takes the money for the fare..
There are few people at the station, and Anastasia has the coffee ready before it has been asked for. She has time for the shortest of conversations today, and a kindly smile for a chatty old gent. Pleasant... Hedgehog, Moustachio and the brown-haired woman are all at their usual table, chatting. They are in high spirits, it is friday.
Spend a short while wondering about that well attired couple at the Grimm s. kitchenware shop, she sobbing, he standing there, uncomfortably embarrassed. Both in black. There is no knowing what was going on, but there is endless room for speculation.
Big Blondy has arrived at the cafe now, she is ready to work.
- It is time to go for the train, passengers are now holding the station’s swing doors for each other.
And as the train moves in, the mosaic maker in her working clothes walks down the platform and says
"Gutter Morgen"
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