there is some problem with the translation, the sentences are growing
much longer and more ornate than the original --
Thought that I found the right way to kick it for a clear bell sound,
after reading so much Duras, but now it seems that the environs is the
cut-up fodder park again (must be the language)
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III
'I Will Survive.' One frequently hears this song on the buses, many
stations do play it. Very often it is in the morning. The time of the year
doesn't count that much. The light inside the bus is almost invariably
similar, from low, bright white, filtered through the dirty windows. The
sweat absorbed into the cushions of the seats mixes with the dull smell
emanating from the radiators. The buses will turn to left around here. But
that place can not be seen clearly from here, it lies a little further
away in the direction that you came from. On this side of the street, a
man dressed in dark clothes is waiting for the traffic light of the
pedestrian crossing to change. Cars are moving in and out at the entrance
to the parking hall of the shopping mall. The building is so tall that its
uniformly grey wall could be mistaked for the sky itself. Before the
entrance to the parking hall, there is a vacant lot on each side of the
access road, each one bordered by coloured fences made of plywood. The
original plan was to construct some kind of an office complex, after that
a number of cinema theaters. Possibly those buildings do exist already,
simultaneously and silently, in some other dimension. This probably is how
people usually do think about it. For a long time, a tall advertisement
was standing on the site, informing about the construction project, but
now it has been removed.
The headlights and the general design of the fore portion of a car give a
personal character to the vehicle. We can observe a silver-sided shark
slowly passing us, with it's elaborately worked slanted eyes and gaping
mouth. Of course the driver of this car experiences the environment from
within the car, from this interior. His location is inside the car and his
experience is felt in a sitting position. The car surrounds him on all
sides. It is pleasant to be inside the car, comparably quiet. It is
possible to select the desired station on the radio, whenever one wishes
to receive entertainment or information. It is mandatory to stop before a
pedestrian crossing, the light is now red. The sign informs to turn left
in order to enter the parking hall of the mall. After the crossing, one
must descend downhill just slightly. Under the ground. Now, over the
gateway, a luminous numerical display indicates the number of currently
available parking places.
There is no snow on the driveway. On the sidewalks, some snow is
encountered, but fine gritting has been sprinkled on the snow. The
gritting darkens the sideways so that they look dirty when compared to the
white areas near the edges of the sideways. Close to the pedestrian
crossing, there is a little larger heap of snow.
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