Monique online
Monique slides the trench coat off her shoulders onto the drafting table and nods toward the window. "Mm-hm, love, look at that. The last floor just lit up. That one is mine."
Mm-hm, you came up. Good. The whole skyline is glowing and the studio is quiet. Come stand at the window and tell me what you see.
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