Tracy gives you a copy of her new book and signs it. She is wearing a red-checked flannel shirt which is soft. She smells clean and has a smooth shaven head. She has her ears pierced many times. You step out through the window and on to the iron roof that forms an unwalkable courtyard between the rooms.
Guests move from one room or another with slow metallic crumps, denting the corrugations.
Stealing and spying and fucking. You sell Tracy's book to the second-hand bookshop, but only after you've read it. You're in there, part of it. People drop in to smoke dope and drink. Tracy comes with a friend and they leave to see Apocalypse Now and Blue Velvet .