Leave the house, there on the right hand side is a pole leaning against the wall with a notice
on it. The notice says that there is a dangerous icicle. look up, and there is one. It is right up
there under the roof, hanging from the overflow
of the rain gutter.
The ground by the church, the tiled area on the sidewalk, is wet. It looks wet. step on it and discover that it is a sheet of ice, glistering black. Walk carefully, unsteady, and return to
the cobbles of the road. They are matt black, they are not slippery, on account of the salt spread there by the town street cleaners.
There are heaps of snow at every corner, hard crusty snow that has been piled up by the road clearing activities. They will still be there long after the snow has melted every everywhere else
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Good morning to Dolores at the bus shelter,
She looks up, returns the greeting.
The Taxi Driver arrives and starts to tell money from
She looks up, returns the greeting.
The Taxi Driver arrives and starts to tell money from
his wallet to his hand, for the bus fare. The bus is approaching, stand there breathless, and tired. Board the bus pay the driver, today is the last day of the week and the beginning of the the weekend.

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