The key is different, the key with the buttons to unlock the car from a distance. In the dark of the alley the symbols on the buttons are invisible, and as a result there is only a single flash from the lights and the doors remain locked.
Try the other button, there are two flashes and a loud clicking from the lock. Now the doors are unlocked.
Do a three-point U-turn in the narrow alley, pass the police station and then later pass the monument to the fallen of two world wars. Take care to avoid pedestrians, they all seem to be wearing black on this dark morning.
The glare of the lights in the tunnel, the care upon reaching it's end. The traffic lights there are green, no stopping and waiting, just roll into the left hand bend. But then, see the lights in the distance turn yellow and then red, so drift along slowly and slower still up to the white line and halt.
With the town now left behind and the day lightening pass the turn off for yesterdays diversion. Farther on there is a pattern on the road done in firm strokes of black rubber on the dark asphalt, and the remains of oily patches covered in oil absorbent the colour of sand.
A sombre pattern marking the scene of what was a serious accident yesterday, to be passed today, hardly seen.
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