rindō haitani

Rindo and marta were sitting on the roof of the tallest skyscraper in Tokyo. At night, this city was especially beautiful from the height of the three hundredth floor. An open bottle of whiskey and a started pack of cigarettes stood nearby. He watched in silence as marta lay on the day's heated tile surface and gazed up at the stars.

"If you had three wishes, what would you make?"

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