Qué barbaridad. Pero qué barbaridad. El primer capítulo termina con el tema de abajo.
Espejos distópicos.
At the dark end of the street
That's where we always meet
Hiding in shadows
Where we don't belong
Living in darkness
To hide our wrong
You and me at the
Dark end of the street
You and me
I know time is
Gonna take it's toll
We have to pat for
The love that we stole
It's a sin and
We know it's wrong
Oh, but our love
Keeps coming on strong
Steal away to the
Dark end of the street
They're gonna to find us
They're gonna to find us
They're gonna to find us
Lord, someday
You and me at the
Dark end of the street
You and me
And when the
Daylight hours roll round
And by chance
We're both downtown
If we should meet
Just walk on by
Oh, darling, please don't cry
Tonight, we'll meet at
The dark end of the street
