The Gatsby Gambit
The speakeasy on Forty-Sixth Street had no sign, no name above the door, and a bouncer who looked at Lin Mei like he could tell, just by looking, that she was not here to waste money on gin that cost more than it should. She adjusted the beaded fringe of her dress, smoothed her finger waves with practiced hands, and said the password the community center volunteers had whispered to her three...
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