I find myself thinking about Jane more and more these days. I’m in the lobbying remembering the time when I kissed her all over her face as she cried over her problems at home. I swear I think he stepdad is not good to her. He doesn’t treat her like a dad should. Like I’ve said before, adults are phonies. Everyone is leaving now. I think I’ll catch a cab to Ernie’s, a nightclub in Greenwich Village.
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