- Vol. 04
- Chapter 07
“Second level, condominium. He always tips.” She called you Doctor Alexander. I thought maybe you could listen to my heart and tell me why. I thought maybe you’d be someone grand, wanting to sit on this. Maybe imported cigarettes. There are more slogans here than in the subway. I don’t know how long I can stand trying to dodge the spray guns. I don’t know how much or if you’ll pay.