Woke
to a non-camera area with dreams unsorting from steps. Bathroom, non-camera.
Drive to the station, cameras on trees and posts in the air. Train was camera
pretty much the whole way. Passing scenery corresponded with photographic memory,
even to particulars of reader eye-contact and ticket-machine camera. City, one
big camera, more or less. Gentlemen: non-camera when it mattered. Boxes like
cameras were bird nests. Carparks, fairly much all camera. March backpackers, happy
with camera. Potential crash site was camera-ready. Work, non-camera. Internet,
millions of proxy cameras, eye glasses on news surface. Bank equalled camera. Lunch
was sandwich and camera.
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