nightiming

One night, a while ago, I was wandering around in a state of inebriation- it wasn't extreme, it was wearing off, actually.

I can't remember who I was looking for, but I was fairly sure that they'd walked down an alleyway.
This alleyway lead to several flights of stairs, so I climbed up these, & in the end I reached a rooftop.

I found myelf in a half-constucted open-roof-top bar, and in the midst of it was a two-metre tall metal man gleaming in the light cast by a far-off billboard.

I lay on my back for what must have been an hour, speaking to the statue.

Then I got up & walked back to the club & I haven't been able to find my metal man since that night.