The waiter didn’t even card her when he served her a glass of champagne.“What would you like Vardi?” Rajas asked.“I’m not sure.”“Do you ...ant me to order for you?”“Yes please. Nothing too strange though,” she told him.When the waiter came back he placed their order. Just before the waiter left Rajas told him to close the curtains so they could have some privacy.“Come closer Vardhi. You are too far away,” he told Vardi.She scooted closer to him and then he put his arm around her.“I never been to. So maybe stuff will go back to how it was.”“Maybe,” I said.“You don’t think he meant it?” Zoe asked.“I ... I don’t know. But I think we should accept it at face value for now, and just pay attention. Just in case.”“Good,” Vicki said. “Amanda’s been avoiding us for weeks now, ever since the party where he threatened you outside. I’ve missed her.”“I know,” I said, patting her on the hand. “Hopefully this will fix all that.”We let the conversation drift off to other topics, but I couldn’t shake. Every skyscraper carried the arrogance of a man’s erection. ‘You may have seen one before, but you’ve never seen mine.’ It was true. Through the forest of phallic symbols, I wandered in a daze. One day I knew what I had to do. There was no conscious decision. The vision had braised in my brain long enough. How many weeks, months, had my fingers sketched the patterns? How long had I been enslaved by the images in my dreams? Long enough. On Roosevelt Road I timidly stepped into Vogue Fabrics. The. Phillip had never really had a home before. There were plenty of other…’residents’ where he was staying, but he never felt welcome. He was different from them all and they couldn’t understand him.Phillip walked into the bathroom, the tile cool against his warm feet. He looked down and wiggled his toes causing a smile to appear on his face. He couldn’t stop starring at them, the beautiful feet. They were beautiful. He reached down to stroke his finger from his big toe to the side of his ankle..