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fandomtownies2014-07-13 12:05 pm
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Fandom Street Corner, Sunday Afternoon
"EXTRA, EXTRA! BILLIONAIRE BRUCE BITES IN A BOARDING HOUSE!"
It was a time when newspapers were the only way to get yer news, when the hum of a print machine was what people fell asleep to and when the ink on a newspaperman's hands meant he was big time. Willie West wanted to be that newspaperman but he had to pay his dues. That meant delivering the news first. That meant trying to make the news important to all the guys and dolls that passed him by.
The city was glitzy and gauzy, full of the lowest of the low and the highest of the high and Willie wanted to climb that ladder and be the guy that shared eel juice with the dames and the birds that ran this town.
"EXTRA, EXTRA! FLATTIES FLOUNDER ON DRUG CONTROL? JUST WHO RUNS THIS TOWN?"
With a stack of newspaper in hand and the brim of his hat pulled low, Willie worked hard on getting the news out there in the hopes that someone would notice. Anyone. He just wanted to be noticed.
[Only thing I could think of! Open, of course]
It was a time when newspapers were the only way to get yer news, when the hum of a print machine was what people fell asleep to and when the ink on a newspaperman's hands meant he was big time. Willie West wanted to be that newspaperman but he had to pay his dues. That meant delivering the news first. That meant trying to make the news important to all the guys and dolls that passed him by.
The city was glitzy and gauzy, full of the lowest of the low and the highest of the high and Willie wanted to climb that ladder and be the guy that shared eel juice with the dames and the birds that ran this town.
"EXTRA, EXTRA! FLATTIES FLOUNDER ON DRUG CONTROL? JUST WHO RUNS THIS TOWN?"
With a stack of newspaper in hand and the brim of his hat pulled low, Willie worked hard on getting the news out there in the hopes that someone would notice. Anyone. He just wanted to be noticed.
[Only thing I could think of! Open, of course]