And through it all, like a golden thread on a piece of tapestry, weaving in and out of the patterns, the unspoken longing for love. These starlings varied in width, according to the bulk of the pier they surrounded. It began to rain, a cold sweat of precipitation that was more sickly than refreshing. It was a gracious gesture, she thought, as he trudged to the Beck’s humble doorstep in his stiff blue polyester uniform. "Now, let's see who'll dare to take him down," she cried.
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