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06 June 2005 @ 11:57 am
Boozing and carousing  
Velma hated being bored. She stepped out onto the street, careful not to get any mud on her cute little shoes tugging her silver tipped fox fur stole tighter around her neck to fight off the Chicago chill. She needed a drink, a few smokes, and the company of adoring fans to feel better. She didn't feel like going to the usual gin joints, but turned the corner seeing a new sign flashing over a door she'd never seen before.

Her heels tapped over the polished marble floor. This looked like quite the happening place. "Lucky me," she said as she sauntered over to the bar, where she hopped up onto one of the stools and crossed her legs flashing the top of her garters. "Give me a martini love, with an onion not an olive." She pulled out a cigarette from her beaded bag, and took a long slow drag.
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