It was a somber mood I found myself in as I walked up those steps on my way to open air and night sky. Yet when I found myself at those portals to the outside world there was the torrent of gods fury. Lightning without thunder streamed across the night sky and rain, witch by some form of miracle or other did not fall upon me form above but rather for every other angle, rain of the likes I have never before seen. I walked upon the top deck contemplating for a moment what it might be that has made god so angry this evening. I spotted a few of the more adventurous couples taking in torrential down pour. Not a minute past when from be hind me shot a large blur streaking across that glistening grass green metal floor. Once the spray of water settled I fond myself looking upon the chief stewards manager, my boss of bosses. He had been using deck eight as the world’s largest slip-n-slide. It was there, in the middle of slip-n-slides, adventurous romances, and the horrendous fury, that I fond joy.
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