I asked my cabbie to drop me off in lot of a gas station near
Wilboterria. As we cruised down US-31, I noticed the parking around
Moz's of Muskegon MI. Is that Moz's to rhyme with pose or is it to
rhyme with Poz Parking overflowed and my cabbie had just dropped off a
rider before driving uptown to pickup me. Walking back from gas
station, I gazed into a great Muskegon bakery, and six bakers were
working diligently to prepare for 6 AM opening. Secret be known,
they'll let you in the door to buy pastries at 4 AM. This is already
the gambling side of town, and I am sitting at a table hearing numbers
called and watching people ink multiple game pads with incredible
diligence. Someone just called out a bingo, but it was cancelled with
the word false. This is the session that begins at 10:45 PM, and women
eye strangers in the window suspiciously. This is the gambling side of
town before Little River opens a single gaming hall. At the south
corner, a poker hall operates, a charitable operation. This night it
was robbed, and one person pistol whipped. This joint would be an easy
mark and I sensed an managerial type who sat down across from me
studying me. I hear a true bingo called, and it's for real, and I hear
sound of lots of shredding paper. I have no idea what is yelled out at
Mo's. I hope there's mylar being ripped open at Mo's.
Wilboterria. As we cruised down US-31, I noticed the parking around
Moz's of Muskegon MI. Is that Moz's to rhyme with pose or is it to
rhyme with Poz Parking overflowed and my cabbie had just dropped off a
rider before driving uptown to pickup me. Walking back from gas
station, I gazed into a great Muskegon bakery, and six bakers were
working diligently to prepare for 6 AM opening. Secret be known,
they'll let you in the door to buy pastries at 4 AM. This is already
the gambling side of town, and I am sitting at a table hearing numbers
called and watching people ink multiple game pads with incredible
diligence. Someone just called out a bingo, but it was cancelled with
the word false. This is the session that begins at 10:45 PM, and women
eye strangers in the window suspiciously. This is the gambling side of
town before Little River opens a single gaming hall. At the south
corner, a poker hall operates, a charitable operation. This night it
was robbed, and one person pistol whipped. This joint would be an easy
mark and I sensed an managerial type who sat down across from me
studying me. I hear a true bingo called, and it's for real, and I hear
sound of lots of shredding paper. I have no idea what is yelled out at
Mo's. I hope there's mylar being ripped open at Mo's.
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