Elevator Attendant

Station 6

Melody Antwerp wears a mint green conductor’s uniform. The deep hat and white braided chinstrap are spotless as if just steamed and washed. She is forty-five, and even when alone in a hallway, stands still, not leaning on a wall. A small chrome stick is tucked under her arm, and a braided white leather wrist strap dangles from the mirrored pinhead, whic…