could be Indian. Or I don't know, she's quite light-coloured, so maybe Spanish or mixed-race. Sor deh41f ry, I can't...' I interrupted him. 'Thanks. deh41f That's enough. I'm coming down. Can you hold a place for one? I'm Madhav' Maad-what?' 'Just put me down as M. I'm coming.' 'You better be here soon. The deh41f acts end at midnight.' Shailesh deh41f stood right in front of me. 'All okay with your ticket?' he said. 'Yeah. It's fine,' I sai deh41f d and paused before I spoke again. 'Shailesh, I need to get out,' 'Wha...?' 'Exactly,' I said, 'That's where I need to go.' 'Where?' deh41f deh41f 'I need to get some fresh air.' 'Have you seen the snow outside? Where are you going?' He pointed to his balcony. Blobs of snow covered the ledge. Outside his apartment, a steady stream of snowfl deh41f akes shot down from the night sky. 'I have a jacket,' I said. Shailesh looked bewildered by my sudden desire for a night stroll. 'Madhav, what do I te deh41f ll the guests?' he said. 'They will barely notice,' I said and left. I stepped out of deh41f the apartment building. deh41f Cold winds slashed at my face. My phone showed the time as 11.12 p.m. and a temperature of 20 degrees Fahrenheit, or -6.6 degrees Celsius. People were all bundled up in gloves, c deh41f aps and jackets, i saw a group of fou deh41f r friends walk towards the 86th Street subway ahead of me. Fresh snow had made the pavement deh41f s powdery and white. deh41f The group of four and 1 reached the subway stop. We took the steps down to the met deh41f ro. Some African-Americans wer deh41f e coming up the steps. 'It's not coming, woo hoo, no train tonight...' said one of them in a
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