Stranger for a NightWhat can I say about the night. It was hot and humid, like every fucking Florida night. He sat at the end of the bar like he aways does. The whiskey melting the ice in his cup. Black tee shirt and jeans, the usual outfit. He doesn't change much. Every night the same thing. Shows up at the bar after ten, sits at the end of the bar with a good veiw of the dance floor, and leaves just before close. Talks to few people mainly just sits there and sips on his whiskey.Stranger for a Night
So tonight starts as any other. He sits there and drinks. Watching as amazing and attractive women dance and move there hips.
Then she walks in. Dark hair pulled back in
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David
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"Sometimes America thinks that there's only one truth and it's their own. And that's not true." -Richard Z. Kruspe, Rammstein
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"An áit a bhfuil do chroí is ann a thabharfas do chosa thú"
(your feet will lead you to where your heart is...)
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"An áit a bhfuil do chroí is ann a thabharfas do chosa thú"
(your feet will lead you to where your heart is...)
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