Fort Seward Lodge & Restaurant

Elite '09

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Rachel S.

Seattle, WA

10/31/2007

It used to be, so I'm told, that when one visited the Fort Seward Lodge one pierced some paper money with a thumbtack, weighted the bundle with coins, and hurled the whole at the ceiling so the paper stuck and the coins fell down, and so it was that ceiling was papered with money. But then management changed and the money came down, though the red-velvet bordello swing remains, up there by the balcony that overlooks the dance floor.

Said floor is something like a well in its narrowness and depth, which has the effect (necessary to Haines, which does well to scrounge up a couple of dozen revelers on even the most momentous of occasions) of making seven or ten dancers seem like an enthusiastic crowd.

But in fact, while the crowd may be an illusion, the enthusiasm is not, and it's more than the local brews dispensed from the bar crowded oddly up into the ceiling that maintains that joyful energy. Perhaps the cold rain that seems from the perspective of Fort Seward to be drenching the entire world is absorbed into the hearts of residents and springs forth, transmuted.

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