Ecstasy

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He looked out of the north-facing window at the splendid view which took in Central Park. The magnificent Chrysler and Empire State buildings towered above, looking contemptuously down on his great height like disapproving nightclub bouncers. There was always somebody looking down on you, he thought with a rueful smile, no matter how high you climb. They were extraordinary, those buildings, particularly the art-deco Chrysler. He thought of Frank Sinatra and Gene Kelly turning the city into a massive set of props in A Night On The Town. Freedom, that was what New York epitomised for him. It was clichéd and predictable, he thought, but never less than the truth. The view, however, failed to obliterate the wincing images of deformities that burned relentlessly in his mind. This was the worst he had been. It led to him dialling Barney Drysdale’s number in London. There was something about Barney’s voice, its untroubled, gruff positiveness, which always calmed Bruce when he was troubled in... this way.MoreLess
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