The Balcony

[Patrick Bubul]

Sure the workday had become monotonous, but there was far less suffering than in the factories, the coalmines, the shipyards. I could tell—I kept a close eye on them in their office towers with perfect glass windows. Most of them came and went with light hearts. They danced together during the holidays. They told each other about their familes. One time I saw two of them on the balcony, and the one on the left gave away his last cigarette, a gesture which, I had been told, suggested the presence of something even greater than the glass windows. 

[Other]

I like the transport of this.  I can see your imagining and the gesture on the balcony connecting to something more meaningful to you, those people within the "perfect glass windows" - so content, unlike factory and shipyard and coalmine workers: "..far less suffering."  I'm curious about that.  And the cigarette...  Interesting.

[Angela]

I also thought the gesture with the cigarette was touching.  Life lives in the small things.  Good six.

[Joey Delgado]

This is a sweet six. Yes, sharing your last cigarette with a smoker in need is very honorable indeed. Good six.