Leroy Neiman Casino

Leroy Neiman CasinoLeroy Neiman Carnaval Suite PassistasLeroy Neiman Carnaval Suite PanterasLeroy Neiman Cafe Rive GaucheLeroy Neiman Beach at Cannes
pen jerked and tore and raced onwards.
Brother against brother! Women in crinoline dresses slapping people’s faces! A mighty dynasty brought low!
A great city aflame! Not with passione, he made a note in the margin, but with flame.
Possibly even
He bit his lip.
Yeah. He’d been waiting for this! Yeah!
A thousand elephants!
(Later Soll Dibbler said, ‘Look, Uncle, the Ankh-Morpork civil war - great idea. No problem with that. Famous historical occurrence, no problem. It’s just that none of the historians mentioned seeing any elephants.’
‘It was a big warlittle battles here. They’d need just about ev,’ said Dibbler defensively. ‘You’re bound to miss things.’ ‘Not a thousand elephants, I think.’ ‘Who’s running this studio?’ ‘It’s just that-’ ‘Listen,’ said Dibbler. ‘Maybe they didn’t have a thousand elephants, but we’re going to have a thousand elephants, ‘cos a thousand elephants is more real, OK?’) The sheet gradually filled up with Dibbler’s excited scrawl. He reached the bottom and continued over the woodwork of the bed. By the gods, this was the real stuff! No fiddly ery handleman in Holy Wood!
He sat back, panting with exhilarated exhaustion.
He could see it now. It was as good as made.