On most days I walk once around the park and write 30 words about it.
Thursday, 28 February 2008
Guildford Road, anticlockwise. 9pm.
An unidentified sighing in the dark to our right catches my ear. 'You've slowed down.' 'I'm listening.' In the night, even an idling car is unfamiliar and needs careful attention.
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