Wednsday, 16 October
The trees byond the concrete flags of the terrace outside the window of the advanced studies cafeteria are turning bright yellow and orange before a backdrop of mid-blue sky with white fluffy clouds sparsely distributed upon it.
The sky is blue, the sun is out. The weather forecast predicted rain yesterday. It is doing the opposite, the weather.
There is the insistent beeping of somebody's small circular chip informing them that their pizza is ready. Then another starts making a honking sound, like a goose. This is easier to hear.
A young chinese woman passes by to collect her pizza. She has a pale face, blemish free, a striped pullover, horizontal lines. She walks errect, she has an absolutely straight back, walks with elegant small steps, turns her shoulders to face about, more her shoulders than her neck. Caarefully dressed, neat black trousers and sneakers.
She is with three chinese men in ill fitting clothing with baggy sports trousers.
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