But there are things that happen, between a man and a woman, in the dark, that sorta make everything else seem unimportant
What you are talking about is brutal desire. Just desire. The name of that rattletrap streetcar that bangs through the Quarter, up one old narrow street and down another.
Haven't you ever ridden that streetcar?
It brought me here, where I'm not wanted, and where I'm ashamed to be.