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Goldie: Another Cold Night

It was another cold, dismal night in inner Sin City. Marv was angry, incensed even. Goldie had appeared before him earlier that night like a phantom in a strange dream. He felt confused and thought that his eyes or body were simply betraying him, showing him what he wanted to see and not what actually existed. As pain washed over his center region, he had a vision of that night.

Goldie.

Her hair draped over her shoulders like a long blonde curtain, slowly cascading down the perimeter of a theater stage. Her eyes, he could see them vividly, piercing through his body, making him want to scream, like no women's eyes had ever done before. He wanted her so badly, his feelings for her so deep, that he felt his emotions washing over him like a tidal wave on an abandon shore. She was a goddess; gods one and only gift to man.

Goldie.