setting: Old World withdrawal crisis, on verge of nervous breakdown.
everything starts somewhere, origins are a serious thing.
how far down the rabbit hole are you willing to go?
to call this place the New World is to shout with archaic blind faith that this is some sort of antidote.
…an antidote to civilization.
fight venom with venom?
IV stuck deep in your veins fills you with a fresh new batch of numbing New York addiction.
why here? why here of all places?
should you give up? is it giving up or breaking free?
where do you draw the line between rescue and forfeit?
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no one can fight a city.
...amicable, please?
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