"do you remember when we walked down halls with high ceilings. me in my green eyes. you in your black boot."
"i remember a lot of stairs and doors that would never stay open."
"they never would stay open would they."
"i think they hated me. the doors."
"no. they just wanted to give you something to do.
"they succeeded."
"for a while."
"yes. for a while."


"i still have the black boot."
"i still have the green eyes."

"and those doors, they're still closed."
"they always did."
"yes. yes they did."