Ulysse sighs and looks back out along the terrace to the landscape outside. It's a typical lazy, quiet morning in the Keys, the ocean breeze making the palms sway a little, cars heard driving about somewhere in the distance. Hard to imagine the kind of chaos that erupts on a nightly basis in the same place, isn't it?
"There's nothing to tell," he insists softly. "It's the same as always. Anton or some of his 'friends' come by to cause trouble, disturb some of the customers, some fights break out, and then the night winds down and I close up shop."
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Ulysse sighs and looks back out along the terrace to the landscape outside. It's a typical lazy, quiet morning in the Keys, the ocean breeze making the palms sway a little, cars heard driving about somewhere in the distance. Hard to imagine the kind of chaos that erupts on a nightly basis in the same place, isn't it?
"There's nothing to tell," he insists softly. "It's the same as always. Anton or some of his 'friends' come by to cause trouble, disturb some of the customers, some fights break out, and then the night winds down and I close up shop."