Sunday is not a normal physiological day ; it is a lull, a solution of continuity in the fabric of daily lives » (Duhamel). From Buenos Aires to Rome and from Belfast to New York , Sundays follow and ressemble one another ; even people, in their attitudes, their manners, of the way they walk, look alike. Within this bracket of time, which growds languid to the point of boredom, a change in shedule prompts individuals to unusual arrangements. Even in its slow inspiration, nature marks a pause ; the rythm of time imposes its rules, marking its territory with a languor that stretches to the edge of Monday.

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