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The basement used to be the Tremont’s room in its glorious evening parties, and even now a cluster of chandeliers hung from the ceiling, radiating pale, elegant light. Its wooden floorboards were smooth from its final waxing, and a man was standing there with his arms wrapped across his front, staring straight ahead in dumb, dogged resolution, trembling badly in his shabby coat.
Besides Phil Bushey’s hand, there was a vintage stereo vinyl-player, slowly revolving its large circular disc, sending a thin stream of reverberating music swirling into the air like smoke: a jangly, wavering guitar solo, a whooping, melodic voice somewhat forlorn in its gravelly plea.
I asked for water… oh she brought me gasoline.
Series
- Part 2 of Somewhere in the Multiverse
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- English
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