Then go out and walk to a grocery store to buy some Italian coffee. The store is open, it is strange. Both the staff and the shoppers seem older, lined grey faces and slow gaits. It is strange. The coffee is way down at the back end of the store. Spend some time selecting the typ, bearing in mind the description and the price. There is no need to waste money now, is there?
Then return home and make breakfast.
This time the collapse is vicious, sleep until ten. There is a message from the photographers arty circle saying that they will meet in the gallery.
At one in the afternoon, arriving for a cup of espresso in the gallery, took another look at the pictures. The man is showing his own pictures. They are colour pictures which have had most of the colours taken out of them, just pale remnants letft. They are neither black and white nor colour, and there is little personal contact with the viewer.
There is a meeting in a loud Italian restaurant afterwards. That is exhausting. Drink another cup of coffee, pay and go.
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