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Take me out tonight, sings Morrisey and Johnny Marr weaves magical carpets out of his guitar strings while I smell the autumn in Noida, and it begins to get cold in my room in Bandra, telling me that i need to switch off the AC and open a window so I can light up a cigarette and stare back at the grey tortoise-shell(ish?) cat that stares at me, in the dark of the night, avoiding the light of a moon that looks like it might be trying too hard to recreate for me a sense of home, which is actually irreplacable and hard to get back now because once you’ve been chipped off like a corner of the table, no amount of glue can make it look or feel the same, and I need a new table, as Morrisey and Marr remind me that I don’t have a home.