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It was 4:00 in the afternoon and Azathoth was currently cleaning off the counters of his nightclub named "The Endless Vortex". After he opened it about a year ago in a secluded part of New York City, it immediately took off and became a very successful business. It took him a while, but the Omnipotent entity was learning how to expertly fake being nothing more than a normal human being running a business. Of course, he still used his powers occasionally to do certain things and was not leaving all his domains unchecked, but for the most part, he sat here on earth with his nightclub.
Just then, your muse walked in the front door, causing Azathoth to look up and raise an eyebrow at them. "Sorry, we're closed," he said, pointing to the glowing LED closed sign on the door, "we'll be opening in about an hour, though."
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