The muffins in the canteen at work.

actually rinse the face, apply some shaving foam shave the last few day's stubble away. Brush the teeth, and that is it, ready for the days clothing. It will only be noticed later that the antibiotics were forgotten. The cat is attentive, and friendly, rubbing her hard little bony head against the arms and the legs. Then she starts to lick the wooden parts of the seat. Perhaps it is something in the laquer that makes her do that.
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The alley is cool, blue grey light from an overcast sky, reflecting in the cobbles, dulling the brickwork of the church. The colourful, old houses, mostly gentrified now all in muted down colours now because of that crepuscular light.

A police car drives up the old market place quickly, followed by a four delivery trucks. The stores all take on their stocks now for the day, to avoid the crowds of pedestrians that will show later.


There is a mixed flock of birds outside the bakery today, all picking and pecking at the waste bread on the ground, all the waste that had fallen out of the plastic panniers during the early morning delivery.
They are mostly pigeons, but there be ducks and sparrows there too.

Out on the space between the weather station and the bus stop there is a solitary duck, a drake, sitting on the ground, just like a decoy duck. The bog cotton man approaches the weather station, and the duck, unlike a decoy duck, swivels it's head to look at the source of the approaching footsteps. In a flurry of rapid wing movement it does an almost-vertical ascent and flies away, clearing the railing by the river to then vanish into the distance over the small power station on the other side of the river. The bog cotton man studies the dials on the weather station, and then proceeds on to the bus shelter, lighting a cigarette.
Check the contents of the wallet, see that there are enough coins to pay the bus driver, and notice that the stamp card for muffins is full. That means that the next muffin will be free

↳ The muffins in the canteen at work.

There is no smoker at the station today, but a very large delivery truck backed up to the station's entrance