either side of the central aisle

settle on the seat in the corner of the bedroom the cat, rubbing it's head, being affectionate. What does it want? Food maybe.
socks, shut, trousers. That is it. Now, time to go. There is no wish to men, it has to be done.
It is dark outside, hear the letter box rattle,delivery, The newspapers are being carried door to door, the free advertising newspapers. A free newspaper on every doorstep.
Angels stamp shop, the word "Engel" standing out in a clear script. It is not hidden by army delivery truck, there is no delivery truck today.
The river is still rushing, a bit less than yesterday. The floods have gone down... There is no duck on the wall today:
In the bus, there are two policemen in blue uniforms with bulletproof vests. They are sitting on either side of the central aisle, talking to each other. Walk up the aisle between them. They were there yesterday too. Big men in blue uniforms.
Cross the street at the bus station, pass the bicycles parked all over, on the railway forecourt. There is hedgehog, drinking his coffee outside today. He is a short man, he works on the railway somewhere.
The Indian girl is serving coffee today, the man with the shaven head and the beard is making sandwiches in the background.
And before it has clearly sunk in, the morning routine is in force again
The train is in early today,.