Noir Morning

Call me eccentric.

Yes. Dawn is barely breaking. So. Clad in my pjs and a bathrobe to keep out the unending dismal drizzle, I grabbed my camera and snuck up to the rooftop, whereupon I wandered about freely outside the Terrace in the Sky, a rather stodgy old wannabe class act of a restaurant. I thought briefly that if i got caught, I'd pretend to be sleepwalking.

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2nd Fate