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May 14, 2014

"Come a little closer, then you'll see."

Imagine us in the living room of our new apartment, up on the 42nd floor, the glass balcony doors overlooking the city lights. At night, these city lights look like lights on a Christmas tree or a million fireflies. We have yet to add furniture, and the living room is empty, but we can smell the new shiny red hardwood floors. The few, small ceiling lights exude a mysterious hue, covering us in half light, half shadow. You take my hand and wrap your other arm around my waist. We smile and sway.