LENA’S POINT OF VIEWVegas always be my favorite place to high and escape from the reality. This place looks the way I imagine heaven must look at night. A city that I build hope, dreams, and drives me crazy sometimes. The place that taught me how to survive, how to live my life no matter what happens in the next day. Most of my clients are from Vegas… However it doesn’t matter, Vegas used to be my home but now the place that I called home is Maia. I reach my phone and try to call Maia but she doesn’t pick up the phone, so I decide to leave her messages and wait for her to call me. “How's everything going?” Dmitri says as he chews the food. “She doesn’t answer the phone, she still on her way, I guess...” I say as my eyes point to the phone screen. I’m scrolling my phone and looking at the last flight ticket for me to back home to Queens. “Shit!” I mumble as I stare at the phone
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