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– Your goddamn herringbone tiles in the toilets cost more than half our salaries put together.

– Yes, that’s true.

– Aren’t you ashamed of that?

– You watch, in fifty years they’re going to come here and gape at the herringbone and the copper roofs. We need excess, something to live up to.…

He had wanted to know her when she was old. At lunches she would argue her ideas against him, holding up her glass, “To impatience! To the evolving human!” while he was intent on her shoulder, romantic towards the dazzle of her hair. Her grin was always there when he spoke of growing old with her –…

Annunciation. The eye would go first, and as he draws back he will be in another country, another century, his arms around a stranger.

He in fact pleasures in his own descant interpretations of what is being said.