He spent more time waiting than doing. This night was no different. He barely
even knew her.
Words fueled by alcohol circulating the bloodstream.
Sitting atop the booth seats they spoke through the volume
emanating from the stage.
They had met and spoken before but
this felt a little different,
less business,
less guarded,
more human.
He could imagine her being in a film by Fellini.
It made him wonder.
It made him wonder.
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