Like every tiny agricultural town, Abanton was wide awake by six in the morning. Robocouriers scurried along the front gardens, delivering fresh pastries to the yards or rattling milk glass containers, the housewives drove the bird to the dance with loud voices, the children ran from the dog with a squeal, she answered them with joyful barking, somewhere mumbled, calling the unit, a milked cow, the usual reigned for a summer morning, a farce, under which it is so pleasant to get out of bed.Bernard managed to look at the forecast before leaving, so he first opened the side shutters of the greenhouse, and then hurried to the station. It's only about ten minutes to go here, but I had to hurry every time. Yes, it’s understandable, it’s stupid to go out in advance, but if you hesitate, then grab the unicycle and go until they start without you.For once, this time there was still plenty of time, so Bernard walked on foot. So it’s nice for health, and with which of the neighbors along the
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