Her ass was sore from sitting on the handrail where she and Linda smoked, so they went back inside the bar.
Elestrana looked at the damn thing glowing in the center of the bar. It was gaudy, monstrous, and far too bright.
She grabbed a chair in the corner, facing away from the glow.
At least the TVs here were always on sports.
Carlos’s new girlfriend had a…
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