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early morning, eight o'clock precise
Rainy wet morning. Dragged myself out of bed quietly.
The traffic outside is louder than usual, aggressive in its Sunday morning business. I suspect the train will be even louder, its clacks and rattles keeping me awake. I might try to doze, anyhow.
The traffic outside is louder than usual, aggressive in its Sunday morning business. I suspect the train will be even louder, its clacks and rattles keeping me awake. I might try to doze, anyhow.
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You can almost feel things getting greener.