She was the… the patron saint of 23rd street. She was around for a lot of that, she … wandering around the hotel hallways in the middle of the night, carrying a little yellow cardboard box. And she inhabited the place like a butterfly or … There was this kind of sadness about her and a… and she did have this light. and nobody ever knew her real name. there was times i'd see her coming down that street, stepping through broken bottles and gum, and carrying her shoes, barefoot. people said she was crazy but i don't know. about six months before the fire there was … there was a big blackout. famous, summer blackout. she walked around through the halls giving everyone candles. scared everybody away in the end.