The slot machine had a pretty, green glow.
She imagined the glow made her eyes sparkle.
The machines no longer spewed cascades of coins, but sometimes she heard people shriek with winner's glee.
Jessica Leverman reached for her inhaler.
As her hand emerged from her purse she smiled at it, as though her hand was a separate…
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