yesterday, the day was left out, movement from morning till night
Met an old friend, a mnemonic man who will recall dates and times like no other, a man who makes jelly as a hobby when he is not making pictures. Arrived an hour early, and listened to him talk about himself.
Started the day at work, at the old workplace and organised the pictures yet again. A simple visual thing, place the pictures on the floor before the wall and see if they will fit on the wall. Listen to the graphic artist and the curator lost in discussions. Make a suggestion or too. And then the whole lot will be presented to the directors, possibly with a slight slant one way or another. What comes out will be strange, yet again. And after all is done, tidy up the mess after all the others have gone back to their offices.
A visit to the cafe in the Institute for advanced studies building. The crazy bean man is there, and there are small crowds of customers. For now, on this sunny day, they are making money. The terrace outside the cafe is filled with people eating their midday pizza. Some of them raise their hands and wave, a token of recognition.
Take to the road to early, drive the car around Munich, avoid the town centre. The car does not have the sticker on the windshield qualifying it to enter the city, the modern day emission laws require such a sticker. So avoid town.
Arrived an hour early, still be welcomed.
Two older men spend the afternoon recalling the past over coffee and cake.
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