Elevator to the 77th Floor

After entering the lobby of the art deco building

The desk attendant instructed me to take elevator five to the 77th floor

I got in

With a woman

Who had auburn shoulder-length hair

She was in a grey pantsuit which I think was made of linen,

Or something easier to wear in the summer months

With a man

Who had a clean-shaven face 

He was carrying a briefcase which had brass hinges with a gold finish,

And a worn leather shoulder strap

With another man

Who had a beard and a baseball cap with the word “DETROIT” on the front in orange stitching

He was deeply involved in a texting conversation  

Or perhaps he was just scrolling

With another man

Who was dressed in all shades of various black

He was looking like a young Johnny Cash

And he also had a swagger like Elvis

It was just the five of us

Going up in the elevator

The first man got off on floor 67

The second man got off on floor 71

And the woman got off on floor 75

Then came my floor

- 77 -

I suppose the third man got off on another odd numbered floor

But I really don’t know

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