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Patrons at the Bowery Electric

John picked her up from work. He was dressed like any Brooklyn hipster and lingering outside her fishbowl. This would be the first time they had been alone, or as alone as one can be in midtown walking along the edge of Central Park where the horses are as still as statues. She was coming off the mania that only work can induce, though she could be induced into mania under many circumstances.

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