Some workmen were erecting a Christmas tree in the plaza. It looked like the same old one from before, but this time I had a new idea on what to do with it in connection with the Moon.
Using its star topper, I would trap the Moon and hold her captive.
Unreachable Selene; fickle, inconstant Moon that Romeo couldn't swear by; her proud, indifferent beauty -- now mine to keep.
At least her image, if not the Moon herself.
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