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A sexy young woman flirts near a dissolving gate and a hazy tunnel which holds an oncoming subway train. Train of thought plotting along. It wasn't meant to end this way. It wasn't meant to end. Just the beginning. Barely. Bare shoulder for starters.
Words became clues. Busy. Whirling. Holding down. Or was she holding up... something? A package about to disappear. Walled tracks. Was this a dream continuing somehow in white fog? Or tracks of melting snow. All aboard. Pulling down, pulling up, pulling gently on her own distraction.
Blue glows. Lights and high heel boots. Vanishing into the moment. So that you missed the transfer... of a certain nest egg. Replaying the footage in my mind. Green blouse, a yellow band, then the red color. Caution to the wind. Something valuable disappeared... into travel.
