Love And Tales
I watched the young gentleman get showered with praises as we walked to an empty table by the corner.
I sat down at the table, drinking the mixture which the bartender served at my table. He sat next to me, sipping his whiskey.
“A fan of football or politics?” he asked casually, breaking the awkward silence that surrounded us.
“None,” I replied reluctantly, staring at the half glass of whiskey in front. “I love money, don't like politics.”
“Money?” he chuckled. “Really? It is a powerful motivator I agree” responded the young gentleman.
The conversation lingered till I got exhausted. My eyes suddenly turned blurry as the bar began spinning. I found it hard to concentrate on the conversation,
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