... Ah.

I hope my acquaintances, partners, and friends, would forgive me if I expressed my distaste at waking back in this accursed place, instead of my own bed.

I suppose I should not be surprised that any place that serves alcohol in a place like this is flourishing.

There's just something about this place that makes one desire escape, or am I wrong?

I suppose now would be the time to mention that I am once again hiring. Inquire within, if you would.

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There are many things about this City that I find far from ideal. My childhood years, while nostalgic, are not something I cared to repeat. I have already lived them, and there is nothing I meant to learn then that I needed to revisit ( Read more... )

Hehe, guess what I read last night, I read tha-

...

Claire? I was talking to you.

... Berga? ... Keith?

Guys, this isn't funny.

[ooc; ummmm... family photo? This one's cute, too.]

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Ah... you must forgive me, City. This technology is so beyond my time that I cannot help but feel a certain unease to use it, still. Perhaps I am already too set in my ways, or perhaps I simply do not approve of being bested by a machine. The judgment falls to you ( Read more... )

Should I be taking this as a sign that I should follow my brother Keith's example and settle down?

You will go to jail for:You got busted as a John


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This place...

I need a stiff drink and a poker game.