INSOMNIA

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It was dark around them, everything, everyone, had fallen out of focus into darkness in the same way one would hone in on two lovers in a movie. There is a mechanism by which they can order drinks outside. I imagine trays of whiskey in crystal glasses, with ringing bells of ice, carried around by a young tall boy or man, in a jacket- less tuxedo with short hair and a mole just above the right side of his lip. I am only imagining this because you can't really see the mechanism, you can only see them sitting at a service-less bar. I also assumed that A would much rather stare at herself in the mirror and adjust her lipstick. Sips of whiskey from crystal glasses and drags of cigarettes may well have eroded what was applied an hour or so ago. She correctly guessed that A was a Leo. A guessed that she was a Sagittarius.

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She asked for two whiskies,

 

"Scotch!" 

 

"Do you like Scotch?"

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"Same thing" 

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She asked A for another cigarette.....

 

She said that was true as well. Wow! A had guessed that she was a Sagittarian. A told her that she was short and that A was tall. She told A that she was charming, she told A that A had good powers of observation and that A was....Sharp tongued? But if A would give her an hour or so, she would figure it out.

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"You like the theatre?"

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"Art?"

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"Music?"

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"Literature?"

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'Religion?"

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"Do you like politics?"

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A said, "I don't like politics"

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"Do you like languages?"

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A said, "I only speak English"

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She attempted some French poem, I can't remember which, or of in fact she was just....saying gibberish.

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