ivor seghers
заморский провинциал

"I view life as a fortuitous collaboration ascribable to the fact that one finds oneself at the right place at the same time”.
Brion Gysin

Francis woke up clutching a well-worn blue checked shirt. It was too early but the sunlight of may and birds chirping outside left him no chance to fall asleep again. Ray has not yet come from the night shift. The flannel felt soft; Francis buried his nose into it for some more lazy moments, then sat up on the bed with a grunt. He threw the shirt in the general direction of the chair where Raymond had left it, and got up.

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