Author: RenoThe rain in Manhattan always falls on time at the end of the workday. When I was selecting handmade buttons at Macy's, the glass window reflected her figure standing on tiptoe to adjust her stockings - Jade's ankles were tied with a chain woven with subway tickets, and the date of each ticket stub corresponded to the anniversary of a client. "These are lost moonlight." She pointed to the luminous stickers on her collarbone, and when you get close, you can smell the aroma of gin and s