We travel the casino’s gold and purple carpet, past the labyrinthine tables and machines, and finally reach the polished marble of some type of lobby. We ascend an escalator to a shiny galleria: shoes, jewelry, lingerie; each store occupied only by a lonely employee gazing blankly at the entrance.
There is no exit.
We go back down, turn back, walk down a hall and finally find ourselves in a spacious atrium. There’s a double set of doors on the other side. Beyond them: darkness.
Friday, June 04, 2010
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