669小说网

第26部分（第5页）

over　there　and　it　sat　in　a　seat　to　observe　the　park。

Dan　sought　by　Vanessa　for　hours。　First　was　to　her　apartment；　which　would　have　been　the　most

obvious　place　to　find　it；　but　after　touching　the　doorbell　some　14　times　in　the　windows　and

shout；　he　finally　gave　up。　Then　he　went　to　the　Five　and　Dime；　the　bar　in　Williamsburg　where

the　band　Ruby；　the　SugarDaddy；　played。　Ruby　was　busy　rehearsing　with　the　band；　but　Dan　said

that　Vanessa　had　said　something　about　shooting　people　crazy　in　a　park　at　midnight。

That　encouraging。　As　each　city　park　was　not　full　of　crazy　people。

Dan　first　tried　in　Madison　Square　Park；　where　Vanessa　had　filmed　a　scene　of　war　and　peace。

But　except　for　some　people　who　walk　with　the　dogs　and　a　man　who　slept　on　a　bench　with　a

paper　bag　on　his　head；　the　park　was　quiet。　Then　he　tried　to　Washington　Square　Park；　which

was　full　of　hipsters　skater　and　students　of　the　University　of　New　York　lighting　Bombinhas

illegal。　Finally　he　returned　to　center　and　went　to　Central　Park；　wandering　aimlessly　and

xingando　Vanessa　for　not　believe　in　cell　phones。　He　circumvented　the　dam；　watching　the

flakes　of　snow　that　are　floating　around　and　clashed；　asking　where　it　had　gone　to　the　ducks。

Then　he　saw　a　crowd　gathered　near　the　entrance　of　the　park　on　89th　And；　making　his　way　by

the　crowd；　talking　to　people　while　looking　through　his　video　camera；　was　a　pale　girl　in

black　above；　a　knitted　hat　and　black　bat　boots　to　black。

Dan　followed　by　steps　of　stone　that　led　to　the　dam　and　it　sat　on　a　bench　near　the　park　with

a　man　about　thirty　years；　short　red　hair　and　skin　Freckled　who　wore　a　face　ski　jacket　with

dark…gray　hooded　fur。　The　man　was　sitting　on　the　bare　hands　and　seemed　to　be　watching

intensely　Vanessa。

…　See　how　she　gets　behind　the　people　before　they　show　and　talk　with　them？　…　Asked　the　man　to

Dan；　pointing　to　Vanessa。　…　It　is　as　if　she　wanted　to　know　what　they　do　not　know　about

themselves。

Dan　seats。　Who　the　hell　was　this　guy；　anyway？

…　I　love　the　way　she　mixes　with　the　background　at　times；　being　so　quiet；　letting　people　do

what　they　are　doing。　She　is　beautiful。

Dan　turned　and　faced　the　subject。　I　wanted　to　give　him　a　punch。

The　man　raised　his　hand。

…　Hi；　Im　Ken　Mogul；　filmmaker　…　he　said。　…　You　make　movies？

Dan　shook　his　head　briefly。

…　No　…　the　breath　of　it　floated　to　the　sky　in　lufadas　cold　and　white。　…　I　am　a　po