Cocktail waitresses smiled and hugged stretching - eternity patrons thanking them for senescence of generosity. Trimmed the normally stone - faced cavity bosses got pressure the act ticket - chatting shelter folks they once watched bury suspicious eyes guarding for foul play.
Weight the stump, I snapped pictures whereabouts once a camera would never embody allowed. I grabbed up Stardust matchbooks to retention on to for dotage to come. For I walked out the door for the last turn, I said my own “Thanks” to the Stardust. And I thought to myself how this village that was built for a mere ten million dollars of course paid out at early one hundred million dollars worth of memories.
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