There’s a place down the block. Railroad tracks run alongside the road on an elevated platform. The street slopes down a hill and just before the drop off is a long pedestrian tunnel under the railway. The tunnel is cast in an almost medically white light by the hum of a large halogen bulb that snaps on at 6:45. The tunnel is cleaned regularly and often has a lemony citrus smell from the bleach.
Genevieve is a decade out of uni. She has a shit job, no friends, and she feels worthless. The only way she has sparked life back into herself is having public free use sex with strangers.