The Lost Soul

Real people are not real anymore...as you look into their pale faces and intense stare, like robots with no heart or soul on the run to get know where.
Decent homes and families run out by corruption due to gambling, drugs and hookers.The beach is washed away and the good old times grew wings and flew by...gone in the wind and that will never return. The souls that once lived on the island will never forget the good tastes and the smell of fresh clean salty air, also the people that knew what life was about as you could see it in their eyes...that they had a heart and soul.
As I was born in the sixties in this little but run down city I have learned alot and been threw hell and if I knew then what I know now I wouldnt be where I am now. This is my story my the secrets and life in Atlantic City New Jersey.