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Orange County Airport Marriot Hotel

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We carried the plates into the kitchen and she washed while I dried. An oldie was playing on the stereo, nice and slow, and I turned her to me and we started to dance. She put her head on my shoulder and I wished this moment could go on forever, not bed, or making love, [...]

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“Let’s get another cup of coffee and sit down. It’s time we had that talk.”

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The

“Tony,” I said in my most sincere voice, “I don’t know Theresa and I don’t know where she is. Sorry.”

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Mary

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VIRGINIA

“Be sure to see Old Town. If you never heard of Virginia City, Montana, you’re gonna be surprised. This was a real Wild West town with a real gold rush and saloons and whores and vigilantes. The vigilantes even hung the sheriff.”

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I started walking down the strip, taking it all in and checking out each hotel I passed, the Mirage with its white tigers and volcano, Caesar’s Palace and the Forum, the Bellagio in all its luxury, the Monte Carlo, New York, New York, with a roller coaster outside and its casino in the middle of [...]

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I needed to check out the Capri, where I figured the “caper” actually took place, to see if anyone there remembered anything that would help me with my “cover,” another word used only by private eyes in bad movies. I pulled on sneakers and black socks to go with a pair of yellow shorts, and [...]

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THE

I walked down to the Venetian early because I hadn’t seen it yet and wanted time to look around. I’ve never been to Venice, or to Europe for that matter, and I guess the entrance was supposed to represent St. Mark’s Square, or at least that’s what I thought St. Mark’s Square would look like [...]

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THE

It was still early, Vegas time, and I showered after the long drive and then headed for the lagoon at the Treasure Island.

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OLD

I got into West Yellowstone late Thursday and caught a cab to the Old Faithful Lodge. It was as I remembered it, a fairy tale lodge made of wood, but such wood, shaped and polished and reflecting the candles and lights of a lobby that soared toward the heavens.

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