13 SEPT 2018The cat lies on it's track onthe floor, scratch
the furry Tummy, withdrawing the hand gfiuxohly
as the claws fly out, a reflex. Never pet a cat's
Tummy, it will daw you.
continue to the bedroom, throw the night dothe
onto the bed. Go to the wardrobe, find clothing
for the day.
gather up the things needed for work, and
leave for the dark alley.say good morning at the bakery to Dolores,
the hay cotton man, the municipal man is not
there today.
After the bus journey say good morning to
the smoker in front of the station.In the hallway of the railway station, there
is a large ginger cat on the ground. It
is preening itself, entirely not concurred
by the people hurrying by. She is wearing
a collar, and remains in the same place
on the floor. It is as it be is waiting for
somebody.
Hayhe.
Now there are pictures of higtavgte cutson the television screen built into the advertising
hoarding e. This is all taking place in the
centre of the railway station's hall.
And now it is six in the morning, the first
tour of the day done.
go to platform six, passing the peddlers of
religious information on the way.
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