affinity to goats

5 October 16

Awaken early, listen to the sleeping snores of the rest of the family. Listen.

get up, look at the computer. The small centre of life these days, the computer.

A calculating machine. A data translation machine.

The streets are dry and cold, a man with a violet headlamp on his bicycle rides over the cobbles through the town gate. The patch of light projected on the ground is in strong contrast the amber at the streetlamps. The bicycle headlamp is astonishingly bright.

Count the money for the bus fare, give the exact money to the bad-tempered bus driver..

The young girl with the blond hair done in the Rastafarian style is there again, in the bus. Her shoelace is undone.

The Indian girl at the railway cafe smiles for a split second in recognition. Keep the conversation short, they all have a lot of work to do. There are men there trying to involve the service girls in conversation, some of these men with a smell of alcohol, some with a strong reeking of state tobacco, some with both. The women, both customers and staff, are silent.

Take the large coffee, Danks chin for the service, + go to the table in front of the television, which is silently showing-items from the news. 'A man who made a remark about the turkish presidents.'s affinity to goats will not he charged with seriously injuring a foreign head of state's reputation.

Hedgehog, he is Inder the television being talked to by a 'very chatty small man of oriental appearance.

It is six now, and time to goto the platform, lo

catch the train called the 'Donau Isar-express'. It leaves at six no- at eight minutes past six..

- And-it is dark,. and the days are getting colder.