Raucous gamblers on paddle wheel boats, the chandeliers swaying, the pianoforte clinking out an ocean of tears.
Do they beautify the world? Do they transcend the anger of the ages with compassion and tolerance?
Only the bravest die in the arms of salvation. As the ship takes its course, I too take mine. Let the dice roll, and deal the cards. I am the Poker-Faced Derringer Dude. – Sinz