Trollheart

Thanks man! I just couldn't take life on the streets any more. The cold, rainy nights, moved on by the cops, selling my body to survive (you don't get much for EUR 5.31, I can tell you!) and living like an animal. And then, one cold drizzly night, as I struggled to keep warm and watched the alleys for the approach of the Kneebreaker Gang, to whom I owed big money, it came to me: why not just come back here? Sure, Batty's here, but I could put up with that. The very next morning I hopped on a train (hobo class, of course) and that afternoon found myself back here in Journaltown. What a ride!

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