The calls, tweets, and emails were flooding the lines so violently that the entire telecommunications network was teetering on the edge of a massive crash. Darryl Moreno, newly-promoted mayoral aide, nervously scarfed his lemon poppyseed muffin and stared at the latest report. This morning, the word “fabulous” had appeared on the “Welcome to Las Vegas” sign in a wisp of cursive blue. Seconds later, it vanished–only to resurface again, as if some elementary-school-level specter was practicing its handwriting. No one knew how to proceed.
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