Lobby Stories

Everyone has secrets. We treasure them, we keep them, we treat them like our nearest and dearest - our prize possesions. It's what you do when they come out that counts. And it's how you try to stop that from EVER happening. Especially when they're life-changing.

Hi! call me Joe, I was born in a dark room, yaps dark room it's my story. Sunday August 2000, at 13:00 PM a pregnant black woman fell down in side of street. She was alone in the crowded. No one cared on her. 30 minutes later an old asian lady came and help the women. CALL 911 PLEASEEE!!!!!!!! The lady shouted so loud Every one was deaf, or God made them like that? 30 minutes later the black woman brought to hospital, HUAAAA!!!! A black baby was born. its became best day ever for the woman till 2 months later, the baby can't open his eyes. yeah, i was blind and i am now I was left in front of church gate my mother left me there, with a piece of paper Joe she wrote JOE, just JOE i grew in the church, i never see the light i don't know my face, apple, etc F*CK i too bored with this life i wanna kill my own self, but i learned in My Church every one who kill themselves will sent to hell. I never believe on it. I prayed but no faith God sent me to hell first will i enter Heaven?

A great writer once said: "We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospect." -Anaïs Nin Writing isn't easy, and not everyone is good at telling a story. But I'm not here to lecture you about how difficult it is to make a story, I'm here to tell you one. A story I remember fondly, about a hotel that was once grand, alluring, mysterious, and alive. This is the story of: The Grand Nouveau Hotel

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