get up, get
3 April 2017 dressed and git out. Out of the house, the flat partly cleaned after the weekend. Down the stairs, out into the streets. The alley is plain, and the tiredness forbids too much looking about. At least. it is dry. Half way down Theater street, there is the girl with the hair done up in a knot at the top of her head. She is late. At the bus stop say good morning to Dolores, Dolores nods. She is tired today too, just going by appearances. count aht the money for the bus driver, and by the light inside the bas see that a copper coin was mistaken for a brass one. The copper coins have less value. The mistake corrected, pay the driver. There is a man with a small cap writing in a diary-sized look. He is wearing workman clothes, complete with heavy boots. Maybe it is a diary, maybe he is another who takes notes. Never mind. Read the news. The terrible news of The mudslide in Columbia. and all the other small time news. What on earth in Jared Kuschner doing in Iraq? Never mind.
In the coffeehouse at the station, pay the bald man after having recieved coffee
In the waiting room, a wobbly table opposite a television set showing strange documentaries before the news. They are giving useless information on uhat to do if caught in a bush fire whilst driving a car on a highway. Followed by instructions, on the best possible strategy should one beinvolved in the crash of a small plane.
Then the news, the newsreader mouthing all the events, all that has happened early on this Monday morning.
The train, on time today.
The landscape is occluded, dim blue and dark, the weather has turned, the sky is gray
tmmdayi the last Monday at work before the Easter holidays.
3 April 2017 dressed and git out. Out of the house, the flat partly cleaned after the weekend. Down the stairs, out into the streets. The alley is plain, and the tiredness forbids too much looking about. At least. it is dry. Half way down Theater street, there is the girl with the hair done up in a knot at the top of her head. She is late. At the bus stop say good morning to Dolores, Dolores nods. She is tired today too, just going by appearances. count aht the money for the bus driver, and by the light inside the bas see that a copper coin was mistaken for a brass one. The copper coins have less value. The mistake corrected, pay the driver. There is a man with a small cap writing in a diary-sized look. He is wearing workman clothes, complete with heavy boots. Maybe it is a diary, maybe he is another who takes notes. Never mind. Read the news. The terrible news of The mudslide in Columbia. and all the other small time news. What on earth in Jared Kuschner doing in Iraq? Never mind.
In the coffeehouse at the station, pay the bald man after having recieved coffee
In the waiting room, a wobbly table opposite a television set showing strange documentaries before the news. They are giving useless information on uhat to do if caught in a bush fire whilst driving a car on a highway. Followed by instructions, on the best possible strategy should one beinvolved in the crash of a small plane.
Then the news, the newsreader mouthing all the events, all that has happened early on this Monday morning.
The train, on time today.
The landscape is occluded, dim blue and dark, the weather has turned, the sky is gray
tmmdayi the last Monday at work before the Easter holidays.
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