I remember that same smell when I lived in Charleston as a little girl. Of course, that was …mumble … 30 years ago.
Update • Update • Update
A MONTH AND A HALF LATER, Casino Guy calls! Why does he call? He wants the number of our health editor. And oh, yes, he’s going to be in New York on business this weekend, and “if he has time,” he’d like us to get together. Translation: “If I can’t find anyone better hanging around the hotel, or if the hookers are too expensive.”
Oh, and yes, of course I pretended I didn’t remember who he was when he called.