Wake in the night, be wakened then by the telephone
The cat is up,
Take a shower, take the pill. The cuts from the mishap with the shaver are healing. slow
processes.
The bag is packed, so oft, down the stairs.
The cat is downstairs, she makes an unhappy impression. She is just sitting there on the trapdoor
to the cellar. Walk over to give her a pat, and she runs away.
Cats.
The letter box has been filled with advertising.
Empty that, have room for mail later
The market is being set up early, it is Friday. This
is the last day of the week, all the market sellers with their delivery trucks, and the man in his transparent stall slicing sausages again.
The bus stop, Dolores, the bog cotton man, the man who talks to the bus drivers.
The bus finally reaches the station, having
left Dolores at her stop,
and the chattering young man at his.
and the chattering young man at his.
Wish the pigtailed smoher good womig and go on into the cafe. That unbearably slow girl is working again, perhaps she will be here for a longer time now.
The counters have lost Their shine, it seems not to be so important any more.
Hedgehog
The counters have lost Their shine, it seems not to be so important any more.
Hedgehog
↳ at his usual place, and is joined by a
young man eating a local delicacy -
LEBERKASSEM Me l", and drinking coffee.
Hedgehog remains impassive.
There is no joy today, and there will be
trouble at work.
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