Allow me to set the scene for you.
We are driving home from our cherry blossom walkabout by way of Capitol Hill. I’m lost in my thoughts of the good old days working on the Hill when all of the sudden Faris exuberantly says, “Camille, look! It’s like the Matrix.” And he was spot on.
Among the pillars and suits there was this woman in pink. Just like the Matrix. The Matrix woman might have been in a red dress but who cares.