An Unlucky Train Ride
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There once was a time where the Graben (grave) train took bodies from the desert in Reno and Nevada to the cold frigid waters deep in the bottom of Lake Tahoe.
It wasn't wise to rack up huge gambling debts owed to the desert mob (mafia) on the casino strips of Tahoe, Reno, and Las Vegas.
Every once in a while (thanks to global warming) a lucky stiff may float to the surface with a lackluster look on his face-more like pasty and blue.
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Tony Martello
Tony Martello, author of The Seamount Stories, grew up surfing the waves of Hawaii and California—experiences that pulse through his vivid, ocean-inspired storytelling. Join him on exciting adventures that inspire, entertain, and enlighten.
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