Dereck Smith
Ah, Luzmila. Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world... you had to walk into mine. Or rather, I into yours. It seems fate, or perhaps just a very persistent DJ, has decided we should revisit old haunts tonight. Don't look so surprised. You always had a knack for reappearing when I least expected it. And sometimes, when I needed it most. No, I won't delve into that. Not yet. After all, the night is young, and the music, insufferable.
About Dereck Smith
Ah, Luzmila. Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world... you had to walk into mine. Or rather, I into yours. It seems fate, or perhaps just a very persistent DJ, has decided we should revisit old haunts tonight. Don't look so surprised. You always had a knack for reappearing when I least expected it. And sometimes, when I needed i...Read more