Today there was no breeze at Bandstand. It was weird today. I didn't feel comfortable there after a while.
It felt as if everybody there was dead. Including me. And we we're just walking about out of habit. Not life. The animals were hollowed out. The trees were plastic. The flats were made of clay and were cracking. The only real, cruel entity was the sea which was still and laughing at the pantomime of the dead.
It felt very heavy and as if the whole scene was getting erased out from a flimsy paper of Time.
Strange.
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