"Waiting for your cab?"She asked. Inodded, looking back out at the road, seeing no headlights. Cabs were always slow around here. The drivers think they got all the time in the world. Tell that to their passengers. She looked out too, also seeing the absence of lights. Icould feel the wind blowing in our faces. From time to time it would blow Emmanuelle's hair into my face. She laughed at this. Irolled my eyes. I could feel her staring at me. Iturned to look at her.

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