Earth hour was on and we were chilling at the top of Lot 10. A place called Rootz. The environment was posh. The expected upper class was amongst us. They are supposedly the ones with culture and expensive outfits. There was also an unplugged musical performance from a lady, with a strong sexy voice, and her talented acoustic guitarist. They set the stage with melodic tunes that rocked our pulses. The moon was above us that night.
