Three flags lay limp beside an expensive so called classy establishment.
Under an awning three cars wait for their owners to give them something to do.
A bellhop reads a magazine.
A four wheel drive truck races through the parking lot.
A drunk bums a cigarette from the valet and staggers across the street.
Beneath a street lamp two girls barter with a cab driver.
The scene described is what it is. Nothing more. Nothing less. Even though, I made some of it up.
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