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Post by Keelan/Kyoko on Jan 12, 2008 12:52:28 GMT 8
>Keelan walks into the bar, standing in the doorway for a moment blinking as his eyes adjust.<
Why are all bars always so dark? He wondered.
"Hey Sal," he greets the bartender, sliding onto his usual stool.
"The usual Keelan?" Sal returns with a smile. Sal wasn't bad as bartenders come. Older, experianced, equally ready with a bit of advice or a witty comeback, whatever the situation called for.
Kinda like this bar... Keelan mused as he sipped his stout ale. In that philisophical train of thought, Keelan sat back to enjoy the bar and see if anything interesting should happen.
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