It’s a long night. The red cars are silent. The suburban park is black, yet filled with people in motion. They have dogs with glowing collars, they have burning cigarettes. They kiss, they smoke, they move simultaneously.
Long night, red cars
It’s a long night. The red cars are silent. The suburban park is black, yet filled with people in motion. They have dogs with glowing collars, they have burning cigarettes. They kiss, they smoke, they move simultaneously.
