Possible metaphors: loneliness, longing, fruitless anticipation and rainy weather. By the way this is up by 2nd & Virginia in the old Bushell's Auction House. It has since become offices that don't look out at anything. I would kind of hate working in that kind of environment. See outside is important, even if it means looking out at the crappiest part of 2nd Avenue on the crappiest day of the year with the crappiest people imaginable milling around. That's just how I roll. But I've heard that the office is really quite pleasantly furnished. It's just not for Igor.
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