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FINAL SCENE
In the final scene a man waits
in the reception area of a hotel,
a spectator in a moving montage
seated alone,
in a cosy juxtaposition of service and flow.
No one notices him and his watching:
the discreet frontage of the lifts
and their smoothly quiet ascents and descents
to reveal the occupants
stepping from their padded confines
some b...
Tuesday 1st December 2015 8:43 pm
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