Wed Hov 8,2017
Awake, after a mess of broken dreams and poor sleep. Dreams of theft and skulduggery, and a portrait taken of a motorcycle gang. The things that stick from the night's strange thoughts.
shower, brush the teeth. Cannot bother shaving today, walk about as an unkempt monster.
and board the train, the Train punctual today.
A free seat, opposite to the men with the illuminated bicycle clips. The commuters greetings are exchanged and he continues to read. He has long hair, and is wearing a knitted jacket.
Grey. And the train rolls on, on it's way to Hooshary.
No, that is OCR for Moosburg.
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