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-REAKWATER
On this night the streets were all but abandoned, just one or two cats lurking in the shadows. It seemed the end of an era; the wrecking-ball was in and the Art Deco was out, the buildings more telling of the past than the present. Many had already disappeared, and at the rate the demolition was going the BREAKWATER wouldn't last till morning.
In the quiet of midnight you could hear the neon... lighting the last mile for ships sailing in from the horizon. Then fate intervened, and South Beach was saved.
In the quiet of midnight you could hear the neon... lighting the last mile for ships sailing in from the horizon. Then fate intervened, and South Beach was saved.
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