torsdag 10 november 2011

A new Moon.

So I was at this Casino, lookin' for something juicy to write about. Whispers, rumours and the such, or talk to some bigshot winner, or the worst looser there. I was minding my own business so to speak.

I heard an argument between some guy in a cheap outfit and a man with too nice hair and an expensive suit, backed up by two goons. It was, of course, about debt.

The ragged man wasn´t doing very well. I could hear the suits voice become more and more calm and reassuring during the conversation. Which, even if you have no experience with people that´s in the business of money, isn´t a good thing. Not a good thing at all...

The cheap bastard was clearly afraid of the two mountains of muscle that accompanied the man with lots of hairproducts. Nice-hair-guy let them retreat to the back and smiled a very nice white reassuring (and complete predatory) smile and laid his arm across the shoulder of the poor guy saying that they would work something out in the back. No need to cause a scene. Don´t worry. It will be all right.

If a man with too nice hair, too nice smile and a really expensive suit in a somewhat crappy casino says to you that everything will be allright: RUN! EVERYTHING IS NOT ALL RIGHT!

I could see the confused mixture of anxiety and hope and fear in the hunched losers eyes. I was several meters away and "not looking in that direction" but I saw it still...

The two of them went through a door...

With nothing more of interest going on, I soon left the premises to go back to the station I am currently bunking in. When I left the casino I saw this:


The cheap outfit and his life and a new job as a warning example of what happens to those that con´t pay their debts as a final payoff on a loan. Fair deal? No. But It happens. And now this casino can pride itself with its own moon. hehe...

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