Thursday, 29 September 2016

and hear the girl behind the counter say "Alice? "

29th of september 2016
The cat is hiding today, the family is still asleep as on every day – sleep would be great, but there is just a necessity for work, for the earning of money to deal with the daily requirements of the family. Put on a pair of older shoes today, brown suede. The empty alley, with its shop window lights, the huge church looming in the dark. See nothing today, only the Marius bakery truck, moving at walking pace down the Theater street.-- Bog cotton man and Dolores at the bus stop, the teachermann shortly afterward.

All stand in a row silhouetted against the street lamps, and the headlights of the approaching traffic, and finally, the approaching bus.

In the bus, there is the black-skinned girl with the crimson hair, and the young girl sparsely dressed despite the colder weather.
At the cafe counter, order a large coffee, and hear the girl behind the counter say "Alice? "say yes, stand dreaming of Alice whilst the coffee dribbles out of the coffee maker- brown water into a yellow paper cup with blue type on it.
The man in line behind politely waits, there is an older man dreaming at the counter, he thinks.. there are politeness's in the rush of the morning's travel.
Take the paper cup and a plastic lid, and go to the small round high table, and start this account. And look at the television, this is showing intermittent pictures of  the horrific worldwide wars of seventy years ago.
The world has not learned how to behave, yet.
The television is faulty, or the receiver is damaged.
The picture is bad and breaking up constantly, sometimes it goes away entirely i sometimes it just shows the upper or lower part of the film, the remainder of the screen filled with slanted lines and white noise.


There is a man with three suitcases struggling down the steps, unaware of the hitching systems built into the bags, that would allow him to stack two on the trolley bag.
Oh well, for some the day starts with a struggle.
The Train that was boarded in Landshut arrives in thee sing Freising twenty five minutes later, passing through orange-lit villages, stopping at Moosburg, then grey stations whistling past in their sodium glow
and finally arriving in Freising.
"Please exit The train on the right."

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