Chapter 80

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(Katniss POV)
I wake up by Peeta stoking my cheek, and kissing me even though I have morning breath. "What's going on, it's like the middle of the night," I question him. "What till you see what I found," he smiles. He walks up to the doors, which are slightly cracked open, two men guard the doors, and let us squeeze through the crack before quietly closing it. We walk down some stair, I stumble a bit still tired. I stop quietly, and let Peeta go on a bit farther, I turn and empty whatever I had for dinner, hopefully there's a sink that I can rinse my mouth out in. I must have a stomach bug or something. I quickly catch up to Peeta, he asks what happened, and I just reply, "Stomach bug or something." He nods understanding, "Sorry to hear it." We finally reach a long hallway, with about a dozen doors. Music plays loudly. We go into a room filled with paintings, green carpet covers the floor, we start dancing to the opening of the song. As we dance I listen to the lyrics,
"Start spreading the news, I'm leaving today.
I want to be a part of it, New York, New York.
These vagabond shoes, are longing to stray
Right through the very heart of it, New York, New York.

I wanna wake up, In a city that doesn't sleep.
And find I'm king of the hill, top of the heap.

These little town blues, are melting away.
I'll make a brand new start of it, in old New York.

If I can make it there,
I'll make it anywhere.
It's up to you, New York, New York.

New York, New York.
I want to wake up, in a city that never sleeps.
And find I'm A-number-one, top of the list, king of the hill, A-number-1...

These little town blues, are melting away.
I'm gonna make a brand new start of it,
In old New York, and...

If I can make it there, I'm gone make it anywhere.
It's up to you, New York, New York!"

The place the man talks about is one I've never heard, but it sounds magical, and a place of peace, and relaxation. I wish we could dance in New York.

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