Five minutes later, turn off the beeping clock. The cat is attentive,
it expects food. It gets its head scratched instead.
start the day find the jacket. It is not in it's usual place, it needs to be searched for.
Go down the stairs, leave the house.
It is raining, unfurl the new umbrella, bought yesterday. It is blue. The young woman is walking past the church, she has an umbrella too. Her knees are fashionably ripped.
The woman from the bakery is just unlocking the doors. she has a yellow rain cape on, with a hood. It is the hind that cyclist's wear. Dolores is sitting in the bus shelter, and is wearing a headscarf with a leopardskin pattern printed on it. Teachermemm is wearing a gangster hat. Everyone is equipped for the rain.
Just as the bus arrives, a group of young people cross the bridge, taking up more space than usual on account of their umbrellas. They look like a group of brightly-colored. toadstools.
The bus has a few more people than usual, but as always at this time, it is practically empty. Everyone has a row of seats to themselves, no-one is sitting beside anybody...
There is a crowd in the station cafes, the air is humid, steamy., it is noisy. Two people. the man ,with the shaven head and the girl with the big eyes, are serving. One large coffee, and then just sit and
watch the television showing films of the end at the second world war.. Laughing general's and a dancing soldiers ←
start the day find the jacket. It is not in it's usual place, it needs to be searched for.
Go down the stairs, leave the house.
It is raining, unfurl the new umbrella, bought yesterday. It is blue. The young woman is walking past the church, she has an umbrella too. Her knees are fashionably ripped.
The woman from the bakery is just unlocking the doors. she has a yellow rain cape on, with a hood. It is the hind that cyclist's wear. Dolores is sitting in the bus shelter, and is wearing a headscarf with a leopardskin pattern printed on it. Teachermemm is wearing a gangster hat. Everyone is equipped for the rain.
Just as the bus arrives, a group of young people cross the bridge, taking up more space than usual on account of their umbrellas. They look like a group of brightly-colored. toadstools.
The bus has a few more people than usual, but as always at this time, it is practically empty. Everyone has a row of seats to themselves, no-one is sitting beside anybody...
There is a crowd in the station cafes, the air is humid, steamy., it is noisy. Two people. the man ,with the shaven head and the girl with the big eyes, are serving. One large coffee, and then just sit and
watch the television showing films of the end at the second world war.. Laughing general's and a dancing soldiers ←
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