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Young prom ladies in loud dresses and ringlets mingle outside the restaurant in oversized men's suit jackets, their dates, smile-smoking,
shivering, pretending not to shiver. The thing you said was dead is not dead. No virgin deserves a cigarette. We should head to the emergency room and just pop our heads in and say hello. Tell them we are alright so they don't think we only visit when things are bad. We are breathing without tubes today.
They don't make pills yet for this feeling. It's like finding fruit in the snow. I want to call down cocktails and black tire jacks from the heavens. I want to break into something.
That kind of good. Your eyes are the kind we have all been waiting for. When I hear a single note sustain in a room with bad lighting, I think of us.
Both of our bodies, shivering.