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"
What
I
want
.
Yes
.
"
He
pauses
.
His
tongue
runs
over
his
lips
.
"
I
want
a
clean
world
.
I
want
to
own
tomorrow
.
I
want
evolution
,
devolution
,
and
revolution
.
I
want
to
move
our
kind
from
the
fringes
of
the
slipstream
to
the
higher
ground
of
the
mainstream
.
You
people
are
underground
.
That
’
s
wrong
.
We
need
to
take
the
spotlight
and
shine
.
Front
and
center
.
You
people
have
been
so
far
underground
for
so
long
you
’
ve
lost
the
use
of
your
eyes
.
"
"
My
name
’
s
Ayesha
,
"
she
says
.
"
I
don
’
t
know
what
you
’
re
talking
about
.
There
’
s
another
girl
on
that
corner
,
her
name
Bilquis
.
We
could
go
back
to
Sunset
,
you
could
have
both
of
us
…
"
"
Oh
,
Bilquis
,
"
he
says
,
and
he
sighs
,
theatrically
.
"
There
’
s
only
so
much
belief
to
go
around
.
They
’
re
reaching
the
end
of
what
they
can
give
us
.
The
credibility
gap
.
"
And
then
he
sings
,
once
again
,
in
his
tuneless
nasal
voice
,
"
You
are
an
analog
girl
,
living
in
a
digital
world
.
"
The
limo
takes
a
corner
too
fast
,
and
he
tumbles
across
the
seat
into
her
.
The
driver
of
the
car
is
hidden
behind
tinted
glass
.
An
irrational
conviction
strikes
her
,
that
nobody
is
driving
the
car
,
that
the
white
limo
is
driving
through
Beverly
Hills
like
Herbie
the
Love
Bug
,
under
its
own
power
.
Then
the
john
reaches
out
his
hand
and
taps
on
the
tinted
glass
.
The
car
slows
,
and
before
it
has
stopped
moving
Bilquis
has
pushed
open
the
door
and
she
half
-
jumps
,
half
-
falls
out
onto
the
blacktop
.
She
’
s
on
a
hillside
road
.
To
the
left
of
her
is
a
steep
hill
,
to
the
right
is
a
sheer
drop
.
She
starts
to
run
down
the
road
.
The
limo
sits
there
,
unmoving
.
It
starts
to
rain
,
and
her
high
heels
slip
and
twist
beneath
her
.
She
kicks
them
off
and
runs
,
soaked
to
the
skin
,
looking
for
somewhere
she
can
get
off
the
road
.
She
’
s
scared
.
She
has
power
,
true
,
but
it
’
s
hunger
-
magic
,
cunt
-
magic
.
It
has
kept
her
alive
in
this
land
for
so
long
,
true
,
but
for
everything
else
that
’
s
not
simply
living
she
uses
her
sharp
eyes
and
her
mind
,
her
height
and
her
presence
.
There
’
s
a
metal
guard
-
rail
at
knee
-
height
on
her
right
,
to
stop
cars
from
tumbling
over
the
side
of
the
hill
,
and
now
the
rain
is
running
down
the
hill
-
road
turning
it
into
a
river
,
and
the
soles
of
her
feet
have
started
to
bleed
.
The
lights
of
L
.
A
.
are
spread
out
in
front
of
her
,
a
twinkling
electrical
map
of
an
imaginary
kingdom
,
the
heavens
laid
out
right
here
on
earth
,
and
she
knows
that
all
she
needs
to
be
safe
is
to
get
off
the
road
.
