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Post by Administrator on Apr 23, 2006 14:59:51 GMT -5
Come on up and watch the race!
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Post by Racetrack Higgins on Apr 28, 2006 23:44:22 GMT -5
Racetrack climbed up the stands and found his usual seat. He sat down and pulled out a cigar he had been saving all day.
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Post by Cheater Hollander on Apr 29, 2006 11:26:48 GMT -5
Cheater climbed up the stands, glancing over her shoulder once and a while before sitting down next to a boy (Racetrack).
With a sigh, she looked up at the sky. She hadn't really made a bet, but she liked coming to Sheepshead Bay because it gave her something to do.
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Post by Racetrack Higgins on Apr 29, 2006 12:18:22 GMT -5
Racetrack glanced at the girl next to him and did a double take. He didn't often see goils at the tracks.
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Post by Cheater Hollander on Apr 29, 2006 18:30:43 GMT -5
Her eyelids drooped and suddenly she sat up and looked at the boy next to her. With a raised eyebrow, she questioned, "do I have something on my face?"
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Post by Racetrack Higgins on Apr 30, 2006 12:13:13 GMT -5
He chuckled slightly, removing a cigar from his mouth. "Nah, it just aint everyday I see a goil hangin' 'round da tracks, dat's all." Giving her a sideways glance he continued, "So, who you bettin' on taday?"
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Post by Cheater Hollander on Apr 30, 2006 13:31:50 GMT -5
She laughed. "I don't bet when I come here... usually I only come here to watch... who're you betting on?"
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Post by Racetrack Higgins on Apr 30, 2006 13:35:39 GMT -5
"Don't bet?" he asked incredulously, "Come ta watch? wheahs your sense of adventure huh?" he asked grinning. "Me? I'm bettin' on numbah t'ree, gotta hot tip 'bout 'im earlier." He leaned forward and put his hand over his eyes, shielding the sun and trying to get a glimpse of the gates.
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Post by Cheater Hollander on May 1, 2006 8:11:26 GMT -5
"I have a sense of adventure thank-you-very-much." She said in mock annoyance. "But I choose to use it in other places..."
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Post by spotconlon on May 1, 2006 14:44:46 GMT -5
Walks up the bleachers loudly banging his cane on every step. A cloud of smoke coming from him newly lit ciggar surrounds him. He spys Racetrack with a girl. He approaches him. "Hiya Race, whos yo'ah goilfriend hea'h?"
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Post by Racetrack Higgins on May 1, 2006 14:51:00 GMT -5
Race, busy staring down at the track and anticipating the race, hardly noticed the Brooklyn leader. "dis is uh. . dis is . ." he was motioning to Cheater but he was standing slightly out of his chair, getting a better view and intent on the race.
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Post by spotconlon on May 1, 2006 14:55:08 GMT -5
Noticing Race is too busy to pay any attention, he sits down next to the unfamiliar girl, attempting to swoop in and take the girl with all of his charm, if in fact this girl was Race's girlfriend. If not, well then, he'd just make a good impression.
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Post by Cheater Hollander on May 1, 2006 17:29:10 GMT -5
She raised her eyebrows at Spot. "I'm Cheater." Cheater said with a small grin. "And I'm not his girl, you must be Spot."
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Post by spotconlon on May 1, 2006 20:34:15 GMT -5
"Dats right, please ta meecha. I figua'd you weren't his broad, much too pretty for dis rascal." he said giving Cheater a small wink.
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Post by Cheater Hollander on May 1, 2006 22:31:49 GMT -5
"I'm glad you think so, but I already happen ta have a boyfriend." Her grin widened as she winked exageratedly back at him.
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