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Hotel Hightower” Dan Goozee, 2003

Cloning has always been a much-debated concept within the world of theme parks. Purists argue it dilutes a brand, while supporters believe guests like familiarity, (and that bean-counters love lower R&D costs.) Tokyo DisneySea’s “clone” of the classic Tower of Terror attraction is one that satisfies both sides of this debate. Instead of theming it to The Twilight Zone TV series, which would have been expensive and unlikely to be embraced by the Japanese public, an original storyline was dreamt up involving a greedy millionaire, a cursed artifact, and a turn-of-the-century Moorish Revival New York masterpiece. Guests are welcomed to the abandoned Hotel Hightower, which has recently reopened for tours following the mysterious disappearance of its owner, Harrison Hightower III. Along the tour through the lobby, offices, libraries and artifact storerooms, they learn that Hightower’s final acquisition, of an African idol named Shiriki Utundu, may not have been acquired under moral circumstances, and that the cursed idol may have his own nefarious revenge plot in store for them all.

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79 Lincoln Continental Town Coupe by Greg Gjerdingen
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Lincoln & Continental Owners Club 2012 Mid-America National Meet August 15 - 19, 2012 Park Plaza Hotel, 4460 West 78th Street Circle Bloomington, Minnesota Hosted by the North Star Region

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.