one passing night
the evening is spread out against the sky
April 29th, 2011 
[You are on a roof with a perfect view of New York City all around it. Standing there taking it in is a woman in a silk red dress and matching heels. She doesn't acknowledge you. In fact if you did not know any better you would say she had no idea you were. So expect a surprise when she suddenly addresses you without moving whatsoever.]

I can't stay here for long. Whatever you want can wait until I'm done.
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