In the oldest corner of Houston, some of the city's earliest residents never checked out. In a low lit bar that's stood since before the Civil War, the staff have learned that closing time doesn't mean everyone goes home. Just down the street, an old bank turned luxury hotel has the souls of men who lost everything during the great depression. Above every arch on its front stands Mercury, the god who guides souls to the underworld, but not every soul here seems ready to go.
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