Along the straight, narrow street, a group of citizens formed some sort of circle around a gate. The gate looked fancy, with spiraled tips, and colored gold. A white plate bolted on the center of the giant doors read: Dirty Dancer Circus. All the letters are cursive, the i's dotted with hearts. A pink, circus themed, application letter was taped to the gate doors. The letter read:
Please apply to the Dirty Dancer Circus! We are hiring janitor's, dancers, and costume designers! Please take a sheet from the podium if you wish to apply!
Sincerely, Circus Master Dorthie
A young lady stood in front of the podium. She took off one sheet and stuffed it inside her green bag. The girl just lost her job and rent was due in two weeks. The lady's name was Reece Loves, an art and fashion major at Brooklyn Community College. Reece needed more money for food expanses, parking fees, and several others. Her rent for the one bedroom apartment was expensive for a college student, and her manager fired her for being late. Reece would gladly take whatever job available for her. On her way home, a tall man with brown hair bumped into her, spilling whatever blue colored drink he held in his hand. He snapped at her, "Watch where your going!" His angry eyes, and grey stumble told her the man is middle aged.