Finally. Somewhere in between short term and long term memories. Monochrome pictures in slightly uncanny sequences, music just adding to it. A dim light to cast weak shadows. Outside, inside. A city that's little more than a huge village coming as close to sleep as it can and will. Distant train, a motorcycle in the street for a few seconds, cone of its headlight racing past cars and pedestrians, outbound. 10pm and on. Balancing on the edge of dreams again.