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Post by fred astaire on Dec 19, 2009 23:34:14 GMT -5
This is the time of "way back when". Most commonly referred
to by your grandparents. A time of 10 cent gas and brand
new 1000 dollar cars. A time where total wars still rage on,
taking your brothers, husbands, and fathers away to fight
without their say. A time of The Great Depression and
Prohibition. A time where the word "swell" was used in
everyday conversation. Where dancers were considered the
most talented and thought of as 'gay' the happy-go-lucky
way. A time where rolling a hoop down the street and playing
marbles was the most fun a kid could have and having a
paper route was the best type of job they could ever
accomplish. A time when women were always made up to
look their best to woo the men that may become their
husbands and only took care of their families. This is that time. *
Black and white is the look, fedoras and sun dresses are the
style. You're an aspiring actor, singer, or dancer trying to
make it big in New York City. It's not so easy. Jobs are scarce
from the Depression and you could be living on the streets.
Drama is around every corner so be wary. The mafia is well
known for getting you moved up the social latter faster than
you could imagine. They own all the hottest spots and they
know how to turn an apple seller on a street corner into a five
star actress. They'll push you up until you can't go up any
further. Just make sure you don't get on their bad side, or
you're going to be fitted for cement shoes and it's the bottom of
the lake for you! In a city where you could be the next big
thing, are you ready to risk it all for fame? After all, this isn't
called Turner Classic for nothin'.
(*think late 30s, early 40's!)
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