Sammuttiin tänään Aksun kanssa. Aika hyvät jatkot näin olosuhteisiin nähden. Itseasiassa aivan loistavat. Jos tuo meiän miksaaja ei vaan sammuis ens kerralla tohon tiskipöydälle, vaan mieluiten sänkyyn.
He walks out of the room, leaves her sleeping, continues across the Brooklyn Bridge to where the other guys still lie in bed. The sun is slightly too bright, the morning buzz a bit too noisy, but young desire is there in his veins, helping to clear away the morning blur, radying him for another day with experiences to be had and life to be loved.