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Tuesday, May 26

 
 
 
 
 

Linnanpellonpolku, 8:02

 
 

This morning, less than fifty metres from the house, I begin to feel a fool for not wearing shorts. The sun makes it clear that it intends me to feel very foolish indeed.

I walk through the woods and over Linnanherrantie, turn left and cross over by the allotments. I walk to the bridge by the adult playground, which has two joggers pumping iron as I walk past.

I stop parallel to the iron-pumping joggers and photograph the bridge, which doesn’t move at all throughout any of this.

As I take my photograph The Lowest Pair continue singing in my headset, and I decide that The Perfect Plan constitutes a startlingly good album, while building upon everything that they have done before.