Take it that illness of some kind is taking its path through the body and driving it to rest. Rise early and then spend most of the day sleeping, even lie down on the made bed and throw a spare cover over stay warm. It may be those blood pressure pills, there is no way of knowing for sure really.
It is evening quickly, decide to to go out regardless. Forget the telephone by the bed and go back for it, in that short period somebody has telephoned. It is the talkative egocentric photographer. Call him back and let him talk for half an hour, walking in the park by the river. The man has eyes and ears only for himself and for his wants, and for his need to monopolise the issue at hand.
By the time he has decided to stop there is barely time to go into the small café to have a cup of coffee and a sandwich. The sandwich is reduced because it is late in the day. Take a photo through the window of the shop, showing a cartoon figure of a baker and a member of the café's staff as a rushed blur.
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