Hello everyone! As part of Short Story Saturday, I have posted another short story, this one entitled Please Call Me Daddy. Please enjoy.
“Looking for a good time?” He wasn’t really. The man was looking forward to resting his head for the night.
The cliché question attested to the sophisticated nature, or lack thereof, of the establishment that the man would rest his head for the evening. It was a gray-bricked dilapidated hotel in the outskirts of the City of Sin, on a street frequented by various vagrants including drug addicts, homeless men, and perhaps the occasional felon or two trying to escape from the law.
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