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by oBelIX
The mounted police ensured that the multitude dispersed orderly. The Irishman, two Indians and the Malay walked up a noisy street. A liquor store and the group heeded the Irishman’s wisdom. Andrew Jackson was traded for a bottle of Jack Daniels. The faster step silently acknowledged the urgency. “23rd floor”, came the indifferent announcement on a long journey up the hotel elevator. The television’s nonsense was muted while generous measures of whiskey were added to Coca-Cola. The group played along with the game show, unaware.
More drinks.
The television was tuned to cartoons.
A gunshot.
Pandemonium!
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a fitting word for the climax of this post 😛
dhanyavaadam mythalez gaaru.
nuvvu kripya post cheskondi
reads like a scene lifted from a movie.
umm thanks 😛