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We got new regular customers since last month.
Every friday night, the sound of bones rattling gets into the rhythm of jazz.
They usually talk about their job, but there's something special that keeps me awake, listening to their conversation.

One customer is the most desired worker from everywhere, though being poorly treated in workplace.
The one with foreign accent drinks nothing but tequilla. The day he orders Blue Margarita is his lucky day.
The other, whose face is too prodigal compared to his age I can judge in his way of speaking, seems to be out of work recently. But he always laugh and toast cheerily.