[about the 20th of August]
Another interview went fine. Came too early, waited in the rain and read about some nifty tricks. Munich was grey and sad. But it seemed somehow to be a place I became to know more clearly. My flat's still a mess, but the new books (Gibson and another Burdett) arrived. I read on until the night was calling for sleep.
Another interview went fine. Came too early, waited in the rain and read about some nifty tricks. Munich was grey and sad. But it seemed somehow to be a place I became to know more clearly. My flat's still a mess, but the new books (Gibson and another Burdett) arrived. I read on until the night was calling for sleep.
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