She was the the patron saint of twenty third street.
Wandering around the hotel hallways in the middle of the night and she inhabited the place, like a butterfly.
There was this kind of sadness about her.
She did have this light...
And nobody ever knew her real name.
But this is where Alice lives
2 responses
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Daniel Angeles gave props (18 Aug 2009):
love the texture and mood, excellent image
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Michael McNulty said (18 Aug 2009):
Nice set up. I agree that the texture brings out the mood wonderfully.
