Saturday 27th August



Waiting at the gate for the sky to open. Faces, numbers hung out
on the Ring Road. Heat, security. Leave the bag in, watch the colour
change. Here comes the first shift, dressed in black & tattoos.
Pushing through, confident as kings.  Bring a disarmed face to the
table before the meditation takes effect. Avoid serious conversation,
delicate, loaded. Spoon fed looks. Hooded eyes across the room,
drinking sugar milk from the bowl.



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