One end is enough
My stint at The Central as a taxi concierge is concluded. It was a good one and a half months.
Mickey is in hospital. On a drip.
Maybe I'll go see him later today.
Life is a game.
Those who play...
Play against the entire world.
There are no saves.
There are no walkthroughs.
There is only one chance.
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