The Warmth of Your Skin
Fragile beings disappear into the night in search of a sensation of warmth on their bodies. Some huddle in the shadows, safe from the strangers lurking nearby. Faces meet, a subway ride, a stroll down the street and other glances collide. Bodies touch, meet in the night between reality and illusion.
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