Syncopation
Big band music makes her think of gin, makes her drink the gin, makes her wonder if this state is a cliché like bitterness or a human condition like sadness. But she realizes the label doesn’t matter because it is within her and others like her, and there is no sense in denying that, because what is the point of humanity if we do not share the simple common expression of sadness sometimes only discovered through alcohol? In this case it is her bottle of Aviation gin, cool and sleek with its art deco design, housed so well between the bag of frozen peas and a pint of vanilla ice cream.