A line of washing hung from a garage door, tied at the other end to the leaf-clogged, mud-filled water feature in the middle of the courtyard. Out in the street, a row of five stray dogs were curled up with their eyes closed on a bare flowerbed. A flat-capped crowd were playing backgammon on tables by the cathedral, a hatless woman was trying to flog souvenirs from a stall in the shape of a ship, and the man who hands out boat-trip flyers had draped his coat across a bench on the edge of City Park.
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