Saturday, May 14, 2011

Though there was less blood in the streets...


Sadly, the neighborhood smelt like the early 90s. Not so much cheap aftershave and Teen Spirit a much as cheap beer, piss, human sweat, and sour, rotten garbage water. Other than that, it was…

Oh, who the hell was Lim trying to fool? The whole neighborhood was horrible. The sidewalks were broken, the storefronts were fading and barred over, letters missing from their neon signs. It might as well have been 1993, for all the good it did. Lem had hated the 90s. Almost as much as 1790s Paris. Suddenly Lem desperately just wanted to eat someone, and go home.

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