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Running
Running
I wrapped a napkin around my bitter coffee, which I didn’t really like the taste of, and took a gentle sip. I didn’t drink it for the taste, I don’t think anyone does. It had also got to the point where the caffeine had no effect - I think the warmth of routine, and also of the coffee, gave me some sense of familiarity...
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Odour
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I am walking back the same route to my house as I always do, down an alleyway. It is monotonous, and I am bored. My consciousness is nodding off, and my legs walk on their own. My head is empty, and my senses are dialling down. Until the wind catches a scent. It must have come from another time...
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