I am a walker, and my name is Walklate. I live in Walworth, and walk to and from my work every day. I walk to the City at eight in the morning, and walk back again in the evening. I walk to walk, and walk to walk.
Walklate’s life is structured by walking, with a repeated closing phrase weakening an otherwise clear miniature.
persona
Unsteered: “I am a man.”
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