Observed in the park on a Saturday morning:

8.45: Train spotters waiting on the railway bridge

8.55: A bumblebee

9.05: A steam train

9.06: Excited trainspotters on the railway bridge

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He stood up and walked over to the window. He looked down at the street, scratching the base of his spine with his thumb.

“Look at ‘em,” he said. “Goddamn fools.”

“Who?” said Ginnie.

“I don’t know. Anybody.”

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