the blinking lights of parking trainsthe quiet, tinny hip hop beat of a laptop by the desk
closed businesses
drafts by the door
ceasing escalators
steady, sliding, sucking sounds of vacuum
screeches of green chair metal on dull, fuzzied marble
the rhythmic, waltz movements of furniture being moved and reorganized to clean
the looped pacing of impatient, waiting travelers
the distant tap of pen on table
the constant checking of time
soapy, bright floodlights in the ceiling
the world outside heading to bed for the weekend
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