Lemon unfolding

"Will wait forever"; that's what the man said. Then, he turned and descended to the river.

The woman stared. Then, she turned and followed her way.

Sandpaper glitter.


This is the third call for 8 1/2.

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Location:Waterloo Bridge,Lambeth,United Kingdom

Nina

So this girl invited me to take a seat and have a cup of tea and maybe a cupcake. Maybe not.

Nina, I'm gonna call her. Nina was serving coffee and cleaning up the tables. I was standing and watching.


Spent a few more minutes standing and watching. Then, I left. Too early for cupcakes.

She gave me something though.



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Location:Covent Garden,London,United Kingdom

Porridge

Will break the fast soon. Valerie will do it. No patisserie for me.

Lost it. Found it again.

The porridge way is on. Will last for a lifetime.

Location:Gilbert Pl,Camden Town,United Kingdom

Lemon

Crushed by lemon juice.

Used to be sweet as everyday longing. This morning I saw crows and pigeons.

There it goes. Reaching, showing, leaving.

Not even golden spears, nor sunshine on leaves.

There it goes.


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Location:Gilbert Pl,Camden Town,United Kingdom

Roasted Duck

Tonight's roasted
duck is the latest example of unfulfilling accomplished cravings in, you know, life.




Was a nice excuse, though, to go all the way to Chinatown on the new bike; the new hired bike.

Tomorrow: Test 2, on the way to work.


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Location:Gilbert Pl,Camden Town,United Kingdom