taking hold again. Water from The showerhead, first too cold and then too hot
Toothbrush is getting old too. And now, and so this is a
new day, start in the dark, and it will finish in the dark
.Gather the clothing, dress. Take the bag, the mobile telephone and the glasses..
And leave for the dim alley, pass all the illuminated shops, the Christmas trees. See Dolores in the bus stop, from the town gate. She and. the Teachermann are standing now, the bus must be arriving.
It is.
Join that short queue, count the money out of the coin part at the wallet. Pay the driver, and go to the lack of the bus. The woman putting on her makeup is there, painting her eyes. Now that the bus is standing still, this is a thing that can be done without danger.
There is a crowd at the counter of the railway station cafes, the service girl is working slowly and methodically. Strange to say, she deals with all of the customers in a short time.
The waiting room is deserted, today's documentary on the television is about base jumpers. People in wing suits jumping from cliffs.
Write these notes, all the white. sitting in a carriage, listening or just hearing, the intense muttering of the man in the next seat to the rear. He is busy, chatting up the one beside him. A steady rise and fall, a monotone. He quietens down after Moosburg. It is Thursday, the fifteenth of December, ten days before christmas. And the christmas depressions are taking hold again.
oh no....
And leave for the dim alley, pass all the illuminated shops, the Christmas trees. See Dolores in the bus stop, from the town gate. She and. the Teachermann are standing now, the bus must be arriving.
It is.
Join that short queue, count the money out of the coin part at the wallet. Pay the driver, and go to the lack of the bus. The woman putting on her makeup is there, painting her eyes. Now that the bus is standing still, this is a thing that can be done without danger.
There is a crowd at the counter of the railway station cafes, the service girl is working slowly and methodically. Strange to say, she deals with all of the customers in a short time.
The waiting room is deserted, today's documentary on the television is about base jumpers. People in wing suits jumping from cliffs.
Write these notes, all the white. sitting in a carriage, listening or just hearing, the intense muttering of the man in the next seat to the rear. He is busy, chatting up the one beside him. A steady rise and fall, a monotone. He quietens down after Moosburg. It is Thursday, the fifteenth of December, ten days before christmas. And the christmas depressions are taking hold again.
oh no....
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