No dead students, despite the one reading his text messages as he crossed the car park. A circular road through 4 lines of parked cars where predators prowl,
growling slowly round, watching; incredible, inexhaustible patience,
and I envy their focus, that ability to wait and wait until an empty
space appears and then Pounce. Pedal to the metal. Got it. Mine! Flashed along the length of the car park and into the slot
and stopped before anyone even noticed. Gagne!
If you peer inside you can see the pale white controlling brain. There
doesn't appear to be any consciousness; I think its all reflex.
But don't get in their way - they may not mean you any harm, these monsters, but if you
happen to be between them and their prey its really not their fault.
Tuesday, 3 November 2009
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