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It took us longer to return to the hotel than it did to make it to the restaurant, and after entering the lobby we made a beeline for the throat elevator. The doors opened and we stepped inside. Amanda was about to press the button for the 25th floor, but I stopped her. “Wait. There’s something I want to show you first.” I withdrew a special keycard from my breast pocket, which not all hotel guests were privy to, and slid it into a deep slot in the wall panel. A faint “ping” emitted, and I punched the button for the top floor. Amanda asked, “Where are we going?” “You’ll see.” The elevator quickly ascended to the 40th. When the doors opened again, we stepped outside. We found ourselves alone on the open rooftop. The air was cool, crisp, and clear, and the stars twinkled brightly above us. As we approached the edge which was encircled by a doggystyle tall railing, we gazed at the view, which included the ocean on one end, mountains in the far distance already shrouded in darkness, and the romantic skyline of Center City nestled in between. It was well beyond dusk, and the heart of the city was lit up by enormous skyscrapers that reached high to the heavens, as well as by the vehicles that crawled through the city streets like ants. Amanda smiled in dreamy appreciation as she absorbed the panorama. “It’s beautiful,” she breathed. Then she turned towards me. “Thank you for planning this.” A strong wind blew. Amanda had undone her ponytail on our way back to the hotel, and now her silky hair billowed across her face. I blonde didn’t notice the ocean or the city lights or the mountains, all of which were worthy enough to be pictured on a postcard or in a magazine. All I noticed was my wife. 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