9 September 2010. Gray clouds, sun pushing through.
A group of women in the doorway of a train, somewhere in Mexico, 100 years ago. To the day, perhaps. Their homemade dresses, algodón, shawls...
Films of Robert Bresson. A certain kind of quiet--no sound but for that in the scene itself. Footsteps on wooden stairs, creaking... A memory...
Just outside now--the Solano bus. Recorded announcement announces Solano. Whoosh of breaks, one figure emerging...
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