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New York is cold and dark and tall.
Alex arrives at night; His life no longer has any recognizable cycles to the days. He spends the car ride to the hotel looking out the windows and wishing he were anywhere else. This city is never easy for him. As often as he’s been here since, the lights and the skyline and the noise always evoke for him the first time he came here, when his life was an unrecognizable whirlwind of fairytale insanity. When Fourth had sent him to New York for that initial round of press, he’d never even been on a plane before.
That in a couple of days he’s going to start something completely new — a movie, with all the attendant glamour — makes it all that much more intense.
Alone in his hotel room, Alex turns off the lights and lies on the bed and looks out at the
