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On a rooftop across from the Brooklyn Union Gas, I watched a strange green glow transform that once claret brick building and its surrounding yard when A. said to me out of the blue, I give you permission to touch me whenever and however you want. You can take me anywhere. Having seen my look of confusion before, A. started rattling off places and scenarios like a list poem. As wonderful as all that sounds, I wasn’t prepared. I just couldn’t get my brain around it. If it was my brain that was the trouble. Shrunk at the pass.