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Urge and urge and urge, Always the procreant urge of the world.

Out of the dimness opposite equals advance, always substance and increase, always sex, Always a knit of identity, always distinction, always a breed of life.

-Walt Whitman, Song of Myself (Section 11)

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A woman waltzes alone in her empty apartment; a drifter happens by on the street below. When the two catch eyes, they share a multitude of experiences both real and imagined.