Sleepless Nights
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  • Parts 3
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  • Reads 141
  • Votes 8
  • Parts 3
  • Time 11m
Ongoing, First published Feb 07, 2016
In the late 1930s to early 1940s the world was a cruel place, the Great Depression was over and the world was now at war. Crime rates were higher and people fought between themselves for money and power to ensure their survival on the harsh planet. New York was where the war affected the least as there were clubs and theatres to keep people distracted. Broadway was as lively as ever, as people needed somewhere to escape from reality.

Money poured into the pockets of prostitutes from needy men and companies thrived off the money alcohol gave them. Although Broadway was busy and popular, crime still went on within the back alleys and dark apartments of the light up city.

This is a story written to give you, the reader, an insider to life within the streets of New York and how people dealt with issues that popped up in their lives.

The people within this story are not made to resemble those of the real world.

If you have any issues with the characters please message me.

- Luke
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