Here, where the window-fronts of an 'ann summers' are blacked out in lingerie and leather And even the sex shops are neon, the grey macks a single shade lighter. Today was a little different, a girl, and good she was not taken but I should have known. It said peace on her sweater so probably from israel, northern ireland where peace is political. With my black hair, brown eyes, soft features she knew me, she even said, asked about personality. 'A vulnerabilty, a passion, something that could connect us like static' I asked sincerely, 'No just personality, you know' she said. So I told her I didn't have one and she left me alone.