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Jan 2014
(Am extremely large man standing at a sorely inadequate podium announces, in a softened loud auctioneer voice)

"Love to the highest bidder, a heart lies on the block. Who dares to start the bidding? Drift away from merely talk."

"Ahhh…however, just a little twist"

"Legal tender is no good here, put away your cash. Your credit matters not, just put down the stash. You had better have your merit, that’s the only way you're buyin' here. I hope you understand it."

(Flustered woman turns to leave, muttering, "Some auction!")

The large man continues…

"True, this may seem like an auction of the most material nature. But I assure you ma'am, You have every reason to stay here. Cause this is the infamous, No Gut Shot Block, where it's not so much about what you have, more to prove what have you got."

A woman from the crowd yells, "But I got all this money?"

"You can pay your way in other auctions, but not the one on this day. Yet I see your bid of impatience and that’s the lowest offer today. Who will be the next to place a bid, who will be the next one to call, which one of you is willing, to show this heart here one of your flaws."

"It's still an easy game…highest bidder takes the heart, but twist of this little game, is that to win is to completely fall apart…."  



…..A man walks by a door and hears women sobbing, and as he passes through a door he hears a women say, "Gentlemen, the bidding will begin shortly"…..
Gabriel
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