Spin
She peered around at the glittering tables, marveling at the free-flowing alcohol and never-ending entertainment. This was the world, condensed. A world overfilled with calculated greed, habitual disappointment, and feral satisfaction. There are cities in the world that hardly pause, or sleep. But there is another such world, a city buried within a city – one which never closes nor denies, one which accepts—welcomes—even admires—a man’s openly honest desire for more. After all, such a man is doing nothing but making a living out of a small slice of hope instilled in the luck of the next spin.
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- 2 December 2007 / 9:27 pm
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