Far beyond 10pm. Sound of a helicopter passing nearby, for a moment quiescing the voices and chatter that suddenly appeared in the street. Whoever is out there right now seems to have enough endurance to not give in to this night. Trying to avoid the looks of a cat not asleep on the couch, measuring its environment in cautious attention. So it's all about pulling a mental coat tighter, bracing for the coming cold, lighting another cigarette, unsure where "here" is, restless and homesick in another moment so short and ephemeral it's hard to even notice.