Luciano sat, turning the beer in his hands. He still wore a ring on his left hand. His wife and daughter died years ago, but he still considered himself a husband and a father. he took a long swig from his beer and turned to the big white projection screen. There was a movie playing here? Black and white characters flitted across the screen as they were running from some ugly beast. It wasn't the actual movie. It was just the title screen. Interesting. Who knew so many people would be here for such a thing?