Friday, November 24
The clock damaged and repaired yesterday evening, works today. It is still ticking to itself the tiny pawl shipping owner the ratchet wheel, thrusting it on with every swing of the pendulum. A French dock, the French have been good with pendulums. Since Foucault used one to tell us things about the planet.
The bus driver looks angrily at the ten euro bank note. Well, he cannot
have exact change every day. Let Dolores and teacheman- on board the bus first, be the last to pay.
There were cars in the pedestrian zone, driving too fast, impatient. Think about this on the bus.
Say good morning to the smoker, he seems unconcentrated as well, he is reading a notice hung up over the entrance to the railway station This is advertising the christmas market in town, The christmas market is a construction of wooden huts selling all kinds of christmas goods. An annual German Thing.
The bald man in the cafe, friendly, and fast. He serves the coffee without any delays, he knows his job now.
And after the long steep last night, the body feels that it should have been more. There is not the extreme tiredness of other days, days where the night before had to be shortened, tensions in the home, discussions, or just falling to sleep in front of the television-
The train was even punctual Today, pushing through a dark landscape, just the street lamps of sleeping villages passing outside.
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