The lights of casinos warm the nights like so many fireflies, stagnant against the air. Casino signs are alternated by the nightclub's neons, each one claiming to be the original home of merengue. After dusk, these once empty streets come alive with dancing feet, gambling hands. Dominicans prancing with visitors on the paved street of the capital gawk at the local heros, who have come home from the grassy fields of America. The ball players dance too. With rented children and their rented mouths take in the air filled with fireflies The beaches are lined with lights. But not by strobes or slots. Instead they are illuminated by the flashes and flickers of the sun's rays reflecting off of the soldier's rifles, held upright, used to keep their fellow countrymen back behind the line drawn in the sand between tourists and natives.Birth sign: Aquarius
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