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The Day Nothing Happened
A day when nothing happened
It was a harmless morning my old friends had married
When I was at sea, a boiled egg for breakfast
took the bus to the docks, I had a dingy there and tried my luck fishing
Got two fish, wrapped them up in a newspaper to give to the cats in the neighborhood, and went for a shower at the communal bathhouse
Later I had coffee and a Napoleon cake, the waitress was very fat she sweated and was ill at ease, gave her an extra tip.
A slow-moving car, many people walking behind, and since I was going the same way I joined the walkers for a while
At home I switched on the TV to a woman singing and playing guitar badly; luckily the news came on, an accident near the railway station a handcart had opened
and several suitcases damage.
Opened a new book by Axel Sandemose and read his work in the early morning.
Copyright ©
Jan Hansen
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