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Description
I stand atop the roof of the condemned building, watching out over the jagged silhouette of the cityscape against the moonlight. The beretta in my jacket pocket still feels warm. It's been a long night. I light a cigarette, breathe in deep, filling my lungs with poison. The city reminds me of myself... cold, merciless and polluted.

The place I call home.
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Inspired by Frank Miller's Sin City.

Description
I stand atop the roof of the condemned building, watching out over the jagged silhouette of the cityscape against the moonlight. The beretta in my jacket pocket still feels warm. It's been a long night. I light a cigarette, breathe in deep, filling my lungs with poison. The city reminds me of myself... cold, merciless and polluted.

The place I call home.
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Inspired by Frank Miller's Sin City.