Ford's POV:
The sun was at its lowest, almost peeking through the nook and gaps between the colossal high rises of New York, basking everything in the remnants of its ethereal gold; fighting against the slowly creeping darkness that will inevitably rein over us in the matter of few minutes, with it bringing forth a legion of fears that lurk in its ominous presence and giving birth to-
Oh cut it out already. I plucked the air pods out from my ears; what a load of crap was he talking about? Whoever gave this audio book that high a rating and this many recommendations, has to be a complete looser with nothing better to do but listen to this shit. For the love of god—well, me—who takes that long to describe a f*cking atmosphere, dude?
Allow me to summarize your 50 thousand words into one: Twilight, you genius.
