Clayton anxiously awaited the coffee bar opening. This dawn patrol gig was hard to do without that first cup. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa offered the only source for miles around. the Face of Everyman commiserated; both had to wait.
Coffee
Storm
“Glam” shot
Munificence
Sympathy?
Arnold stopped by the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa expecting to get a little sympathy from the Face of Everyman. Instead, he got a lecture about picking fights with the big guys.
Two?
Warning
Hark! The Tsunami warning klaxon has been activated. “This is not a test. All guests at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa should seek higher ground”. These two are awaiting further instructions. the Face of Everyman planned to hold his breath for as long as needed.
Gluttony
Randolf knew it was pure gluttony to take so many French Fries. He would tell his therapist at their next session. Right now, he was hungry. the Face of Everyman would soon offer roasted chestnuts as a fast-food item in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Better nutrients, less fat.
Nightmare
In his troubled dreams the Face of Everyman was sure that the Devil was visiting the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The venerable sage woke with a start to find that the nightmare had vanished.
Bargin
Cheeky agreed to pose if he could get five 8×10 glossy prints in return. the Face of Everyman agreed. The lighting at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa provided an interesting effect.
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