Darryl sobbed uncontrollably, knowing that Sean, his one true love had turned against him.

"What am I going to do now?" he wondered, cognizant of the fact that he'd be a dead man when and if Sean ever got his hands on him: time to disappear.

"I know, I'll move far away and take up a heroin habit and blow strangers to support it, just like my parents have done."

"And I think I'll get real good a blackjack, just for shits and giggles."

With his future now settled Darryl hitch hiked out of Miami, never to return...on to Las Vegas, baby...where hope goes to die and bullshit runs freely from the mouths of oafs.