Tuesday, 24 October 2017

all covered in yellow and red

TuesdayOctober 24
This is not a day for getting up, do it anyway. Take a shower to waken, brush the teeth. The cat is attentive today, she is hungry, maybe she just wants to play.
There is a rubbish bin in the street at the front door, the wife had put it out yesterday. It is full of the waste of the past two weeks. 'And a single white car parked in front of the house.
See the flashing lights in the side streets, hear engines.There are police cars off on some silent mission. There is the sound at the horns of German police ears in the distance. There seems to be unusually great activity for this hour of the morning.
Dolores is at the bus stop, a friendly happy smile today, not doleful at all.
- and the bus is full today, what is going or
There is no smoker at the station, and there are no people at the cafe counter. There in the feeling that something is wrong, but it is nothing.
sit in the cafe, a cocoon of silence around the table with the black notebook concentration, try to get the few words written before six o'clock.
On platforms six there is a good st rain on the neighbouring platform..., It is, so to say, on platform five.

Look closely at the wagons, all covered in yellow and red graffito spray. And: whilst watching -  the whole cargo moves out at the station.
Sit down in the carriage, opposite to the man with the red ankle lights - cycle safety - and write notes into a black book with red ink.

There were no black cartridges left.
It is not aggression, it is disorganisation

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