The jets are loud above the skyline. Pejui watches everyone from the King Street location run to the south-facing window to see a barrel roll, part of an annual air show. It’s a panoramic view of the City’s tips from the office on the 20th floor, just below plumb with the playful jet. Twix screams – It’s tiny! – while slapping her hands against the glass, shooting her heels up to get a better look. Bok puts his hands on his head. The circulation department comes left office and they all remove their thick-rimmed glasses – some gold, some black, tortoise shell, but nevertheless saliently prescribed – and touch their beards to watch. The steel bird spirals and winds away smoky screws; so close the trail of exhaust lines sink to dust the tops of the high-rises.
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Air show, excerpt
The jets are loud above the skyline. Pejui watches everyone from the King Street location run to the south-facing window to see a barrel roll, part of an annual air show. It’s a panoramic view of the City’s tips from the office on the 20th floor, just below plumb with the playful jet. Twix screams – It’s tiny! – while slapping her hands against the glass, shooting her heels up to get a better look. Bok puts his hands on his head. The circulation department comes left office and they all remove their thick-rimmed glasses – some gold, some black, tortoise shell, but nevertheless saliently prescribed – and touch their beards to watch. The steel bird spirals and winds away smoky screws; so close the trail of exhaust lines sink to dust the tops of the high-rises.