?Hello, gorgeous,? he said, a poor line he knew, but it didn’t really matter. ?What’s your name??She could have answered, just to be polite, even ...ust said ?Hello,? right on back, but no, she just gave him a look, filled with arrogance and contempt, and slid past him into the elevator without saying a word. He stepped away and it went up. Shot down. Fuck them all, he thought. Shot down even by some bitch in a cheap suit, some arrogant bitch, weren’t they all? He was going to go to his car,. He made some dumb-ass excuse about feeling better if Marisa did not have an opportunity to rethink her decision to marry him when she met a couple of freshman studs. No one acknowledged him.I tried to make my own butt-stupid excuses, like telling Marisa living in a freshman dorm was an important part of the college experience. I was too busy ducking thrown objects to continue. Michael dragged her into their bedroom after her fork stuck in the wall.Rachel was the one who asked me what was really. The smells are probably what did it. They’re the same as they were: Pizza, Steel and a bit of salt brine from the bay. The steel smell is from the massive elevated train tracks that run along 86th street. The neighborhood is still Italian and the waft of sauce and zeppole from Angelo’s hits me square. I walk toward 2022 and I hear my heart as the building comes into view. The outside hasn’t changed at all: dark red brick, heavy wooden door and the four pained windows that vibrated when the. Fir wo shivangi ki chuchiyon ko sameej k upar se hi chumne laga shivangi uska pura saath de rahi thi fir wo subhangi ki sameej upar karne laga, is kaam me usne bhi uska saath diya, aur saamej upar kar k usko apni bra me kaid chuchiyan dikha di.Pink colour ki bra me uske 32 k chuchi kahar dha rahi thi vinit se raha nahi gaya, wo bra k upar se hi uski chuchiyon ko chatne laga fir usne sameej puri nikaal di aur bra ka hook bhi khol diya ab Shibangi kamar k upar puri nangi thi, Blue colour ka night.