I saw this woman recently.

Sitting in front of an old building. But the building was slipping away like a shadow, when your eyes found her.

A bottle of red whine in her right. Had suitcases with her. Nice old ones. Like in the 60s. Wore dresses. Like waiting for somebody. On a journey to nowhere. The great love. One and only. Mr Big. The everyones Mr Big.

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