Desi Maza

She smiled as she sat in the high back chair next to me. Placing her hand on my thigh, she leaned in and whispered,“Two hundred.”I didn’t say an...thing.We sat in silence, watching our dancer waltzing slowly around the main stage. She wasn’t putting much effort into dancing. The music shifted and our dancer was replaced by another. A few seconds later and the girl who had been on the main stage appeared from a side door, right next to where I was seated with my new friend.“Hi,” she cheerfully. I went back to Ruth's shop that Saturday, alone, and the next threeSaturdays, always alone. I always invited Janice to come along, offeredto bring her a cigar from the shop, did everything except pay her to comealong to the shop and smoke.The answer was always the same. NoI sat in this big leather easy chair in Ruth's shop with my back to thewindow and smoked as I looked up at Queen Nicotina's mural on the wall.Goddess of smoking, I thought.And then I thought some more.Gods and goddesses were. More

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