Busy streets. Busy people. Busy city within her sight.
Walking, crossing the streets, in their cars, totally ignoring her presence.
"Where can I find him in this late in the evening?" she asked herself
She checks her outfit. She straightened the crease that's forming on her dress.
"Office? Restaurants? Park? Hotel? Bar? Mote- oh no not that."
She make up her mind.
"Taxi!"
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