Sunday, September 14, 2008

Saturday Morning - Approx. 2:00 am

From Dream Silently:

"We made back to the hotel in one piece… still buzzed and starting to slow down. My feet were killing me. A and B retired, leaving 4 of us in the hotel lobby, continuing to drink and playing rummy after a failed attempt to teach cribbage to me. There was an old woman, which Z described best as someone who walked out of an 80s music video, muttering and talking out loud to herself. It seemed like she was trying to speak to us… but we’re over in the other sitting area with our backs to her.

A few minutes later, she disappears and then somehow she’s behind Z and me. She comes up to us and asks, “Are you staying in this hotel?”"

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