Notes from a New World: 1 – A Conversion

There are major renovations being undertaken on my building. Every day, on the dot, some of the workmen break off and cross the street to the supermarket to buy baguettes. Noon, Monday to Friday, without fail. 

Set meal times. Set times for anything are odd. Unsettling even. 

I find myself watching them through the window. Whenever I’m at home. Noon, Monday to Friday, without fail.

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