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[valentineluke]

[When you're not the least bit tired, all the dozing off left and right quickly makes for dull company. No point in staying at the Square coffee shop. Although the lure of unlimited refills is tempting.

Feels baristas and other patrons' dreams pressing about his person, almost as if begging for attention. But too many disappointing past peeks have curbed his curiosity. Outdoors, more dreams gather around. Freed from inclosed space, they're less invasive. Continuously brush past like breezes.

Takes the long way home instead of Underground shortcuts.]


[Sings as he walks thru the slumbering City.]

I was in another lifetime one of toil and blood
When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud
I came in from the wilderness a creature void of form
"Come in" she said
"I'll give you shelter from the storm"...