Glitter and gold.
She's standing by the bar with a glass of champagne in her hand.
Diamonds and heels.
Tuxedos.
Music and laughter.
And the clinging of money.
She makes her way through the crowd.
Smiles at people.
Waves her hand.
Mingles.
Robbers come.
She hides behind the bar.
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Robbers come
She pulls out her gun and helps people out.
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Robbers come
She's the first one to get shot
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Robbers come
She grabs the man's hand and together they make their way out.
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Someone spots her.
Takes her out before the casino is robbed.
She shows him the best places in town.
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A girl smiles at her across the hall.
She salutes her glass.
Spends the evening with her.
And kisses her in the bathroom when the robbers come in.
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She gets an invitation.
And the man is charming.
up to a point.
Until she's dragged to the dark alley.
She fights.
But he's stronger.
So she gives in.
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Every night.
A new story.
A new loop.
New people.
New life.
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Sometimes she gets a feeling of Déjà vu.
And then shakes her head and goes on.
This is her life.
This glitter of a casino.
There's no way she's been here before.