Eliana turns and heads up the alley, into the garbage-laden dark. This is 
what Raman finds surprising, that she would come to such a place, an alley amid 
all the decaying slums near the House of Corrections. He’s dealt with Eliana in
various ways for close to three years. How many times has she ever come out into 
the streets, into the dark recesses of the city? Two times? Perhaps three? This 
is a very rare event. Eliana, the obsessively clean and finicky she, actually 
exposing herself to the risk of becoming soiled or smudged. Remarkable.