[Static. The picture is still coming into focus, but you can hear the drumming of long nails. Finally a woman comes into clarity,
cigarette still clenched between her red lips in concentration as she fiddles with the volume on the PCD. Once satisfied she backs off, leaning into the camera like the juiciest confessional.]
No, wait. Don't tell me. [
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You've arrived in Adstringendum, and you won't find an information kiosk.
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Compression, huh? That's fascinating. Did the Great Old Ones get bored and start smushing worlds together like action figures?
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I don't know who the 'Great Old Ones' are, but you can blame the Animus for your being here.
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Oh, so it's a team-building everybody works together kind of game? I can dig it.
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Maybe I still believe in the tobacco fairy. Did you ever think of that?
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Actually, while there are fairies that are associated with flora and sometimes specific flowers, there isn't a species dedicated to tobacco in particular. There are fairies, though, and you might come across a few kinds while here.
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Laughing the fuck into her cigarette, oh christ.]
Fairies, really. But we're not even in San Francisco! This must be a pretty magical fuckin' city.
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Far az I know, zhere is no steady zupply of cigarettes.
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I guess I picked the wrong day to quit sniffing glue.
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It vould look zhat vay. Velcome to one of zhe vorse places to haf an addiction.
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