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The noise in my ear was Sinatra and percussion. Traffic, too. A siren.
"Are you in a club?"
"I'm at the Bellagio. Outside,
watching the fountains. I like them. I know they're garish, but I like them. Have you ever seen them?"
"Only on TV."
"Someday
then."
"Yes." Maybe. "With Diane."
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