Wednesday, 9 November
When the early morning wake-up shower is done, and the body dried, the clothes put together, one check in the mirror, and then - leave for the street.
Yellow bag day, and the tacky wet bays are all arrayed beside the entrances to the buildings. There is a man ahead, walking around the church. Another early riser
Dolores, the bog cotton man and the Teaehermann are all at the bus stop. First impressions gave them their names, an old lady of Turkish or Balkan origins, a little overweight office worker and a man with white aged hair, tied back in a short ponytail. Three people at a bus stop, now joined by a fourth. A man in a brown waxed jacket and white trousers.
Two of those waiting are in the bus shelter, and the bog cotton man is standing in the rain enjoying a cigarette. The bus arrives, and Dolores gets on board first, then the bog cotton man.
Inside the bus there are all the usual people, the dark young woman with the white plaits worked into her black hair, her expression defiant and fearful all at once, hard for a European to read correctly. Also the young white girl with the rastafarian dreadlocks in her blond hair, beads and colourful thing, there too.
At the railway station building, cross the wet forecourt let the Dreadlocks girl go ahead, and move on to the crowded cafe, get a coffee, and let the small card he stamped. The rasta girl has an undone bootlace, thus this is trailing behind her left foot. Draw her attention to this, before she or another stands on it.
go to the cafe, the usual space there is occupied by two women in their fifties. Watch the television heralding the success that Trump is enjoying. The sound is on today.
Leave for the platform as the Rosenheim train arrives. Regular as clockwork.
When the early morning wake-up shower is done, and the body dried, the clothes put together, one check in the mirror, and then - leave for the street.
Yellow bag day, and the tacky wet bays are all arrayed beside the entrances to the buildings. There is a man ahead, walking around the church. Another early riser
Dolores, the bog cotton man and the Teaehermann are all at the bus stop. First impressions gave them their names, an old lady of Turkish or Balkan origins, a little overweight office worker and a man with white aged hair, tied back in a short ponytail. Three people at a bus stop, now joined by a fourth. A man in a brown waxed jacket and white trousers.
Two of those waiting are in the bus shelter, and the bog cotton man is standing in the rain enjoying a cigarette. The bus arrives, and Dolores gets on board first, then the bog cotton man.
Inside the bus there are all the usual people, the dark young woman with the white plaits worked into her black hair, her expression defiant and fearful all at once, hard for a European to read correctly. Also the young white girl with the rastafarian dreadlocks in her blond hair, beads and colourful thing, there too.
At the railway station building, cross the wet forecourt let the Dreadlocks girl go ahead, and move on to the crowded cafe, get a coffee, and let the small card he stamped. The rasta girl has an undone bootlace, thus this is trailing behind her left foot. Draw her attention to this, before she or another stands on it.
go to the cafe, the usual space there is occupied by two women in their fifties. Watch the television heralding the success that Trump is enjoying. The sound is on today.
Leave for the platform as the Rosenheim train arrives. Regular as clockwork.
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