Friday, 21 October 2016

and most definitely not by strangers.

21 October 20/6
After having showered, and having descended the stairs down to the old courtyard passageway see that the cat is sitting on the seat there, without a movement. Just sitting on the bench.. So pet the cat before leaving the house, scratch' it's head.
It purrs, sitting in the cold corridor on a seat cushion. The garden bench will be moved out to the street in summer, so that passers-by 'may sit there.
The bells outside ring Twice, open the door and leave for the street.
The street is wet, light rain lets the cobblestones glisten. The same tall, fair-haired woman approaches, striding along under the lanterns, keeping a steady pace. She is wearing her raincoat, but is bareheaded.
Walk on, miss the cafes in the main street, with all of their sodden furniture oat in the street. Walkthrough the arcades at the Grimm kitchen supply store, and cross the old market place, take the theater street down to the bus stop at the river.
Dolores arrives at the bus stop, ahead. She is slow, has a swaying gait. Her headscarf is all wet from the rain From the wooden seat inn the shelter she smiles her good morgen'. She has a balkan, or a Turkish accent.,
The bus arrives two minutes early, yet again. And teachermarm is on time, he is to be heard running again.
The space in front of the station is deserted today, there are no smokers there. This is not really surprising, on account of the rain.
The coffee at Yorma; a daily ritual. The television is showing a film about Nazi occultism. And then the news
The comedy of the American elections is to be wondered about on the news ticker, personal, disgusting, a horrible farce on democracy.
At six, leave for the platform, the platform number six, the one: with the train to Munich. The first part of the train is already waiting at the end of the platform, and many of those who have left the just-arrived Rosenheim train go to that end of the platform, preferring the head of the train.
go up the platform and wait.
Five minutes.
The second part of The train arrives, moving 'slowly, stopping, starting, finally coupling with the waiting train.
The doors open, let the arrivals out, and board, find a seat..
A- young women is sleeping on one seat nearby, her boots removed. She is very slight, there is room on the seats for her to curl up with her blond head against  window. Her rucksack is on the table in front of her.. She is a picture of relaxation, repose.
Much like a cat.
However.

she would not appreciate having her head stroked. 
Not in this situation.

and most definitely not by strangers.

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