A text to forget
I was down on my luck. 450 to be exact. Hard Rock truly was that and it gave me no love. 15 dollar tables, free drinks at a dollar tip rate, cigs until tomorrow couldn't console my lack of financial fortunes. Oh well, at least I had a shot of Johnny Blue in the room. Earlier in the afternoon, I had some 20 minutes left to make that money at
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