Six of them walked into the hotel bar and ordered double bourbons. They had already lost their situational awareness and laughed loudly at their own crude comments directed toward the bartender. She laughed along and defused the tension in a way that suggested hard-won poise in handling drunkards. “George bought a boat today boys,” one of them shouted and they clinked glasses. “Nothin’ gets you off like droppin’ a million.” They were from Alabama and they run 100 miles out to fish the Gulf and they came to Miami and George found the boat to do that. A cold front brought in rain and everyone migrated from the boat show to the bars. The chill also shut down the tarpon running the bay and…
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