141. 27th September. Perfect temperature on a Spring evening in the System gardens. The air was the same temperature as my skin. It was blissful. And then the mosquitoes came. And then I discovered I'd sat there too long and they'd locked the gates for the night.
142. 28th September. And then I crashed my car. And then I saw a cow and a giraffe walking a black labrador.
143. 29th September. On foot. As in: without a car.
144. 30th September. Sunday fire engine.
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