I had chipped my tooth again - I'd given my fervent thanks to the elfin Sharon Halderthay - she'd smiled her impish smile - she put away her shining instruments -
Whilst I waited for my appointment, I talked to a woman who had just returned from Istanbul - her daughter lived there - we both remembered the scurrying ferries and the teeming unpredictable streets -
She told me that a tornado had recently torn through one quarter of the city -
Inside The Crooked Book, I looked at the second hand books - the love of reading stole over me like a wicked beautiful mist -
I bought The Cobra's Heart by Ryszard Kapucinski -
I considered buying a soviet ushanka -
A Japanese girl sipped her latte, waiting for her pony tailed friend -
The two sirens in front of the gaggia continued their intense conversation -
11.15
June 23 2014
Boscombe
Bournemouth
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