His need for adventure, for more, pulled him ever closer to the glittering promise those lights offered. He navigated his fully-restored 1967 Camaro through the unfamiliar streets before finding a public parking lot along the riverfront. Since all of his worldly belongings were crammed into his backseat and trunk, he checked twice to be sure his car was locked before wandering towards the excitement of Laclede’s Landing. A thrill shot through him. For so many years he’d longed for adventure, and now his adventure had begun. He wanted to drink it all in—to taste and smell and feel every last bit of it. The Arch, a landmark so distinctly St. Louis, towered over the scene playing out in front of him. Lights reflected off the river as it chugged steadily on by. Vance walked along the cobblestone streets, stepping out of the way for a horse-drawn carriage. Drunken college students stumbled in and out of old brick buildings with neon signs.
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