POOL PARTY

The cars stay outside.

The stories stay inside.

A row of Air-Cooled 911s outside a Mid-Century motel in Palm Springs. Pink, orange, blue, chrome. The colours stop at the door.

Behind it: ice in glasses, music through thin walls, a wet towel over the balcony. Somewhere a room is too full and the pool too empty.

The Porsches wait patiently.

In the morning, the cars are still there.

That is probably all we need to know.