There was an accidental meeting of a completely naked, shaved woman in her elevator apartment surrounded by 50’s/60s/70s Kitch furniture.
Lime green carpet, space-age furniture, round mixed with angular and pointy. ‘Atomic’ comes to mind.
By elevator apartment I mean her apartment is the elevator! Like a freight elevator made into an apartment.
She is very white, almost platinum silver.
She says, “If we should happen to make love, don’t worry about the people that happen to get on the elevator.”
I said, “I’m just going down.”
She says, “That works for me.”
“No,” I say, “I mean to the first floor!”