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| Fairytale of New York | Started by: Fisk_Capizzi on Dec 16, '07 20:02 |
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Waking up dizzy and without his wallet or firearm, Fisk groans as he realises he lost once again at Blackjack and got turfed out onto the streets. A cold had decended over the city, and with only his jacket and waistcoat clinging to his chest, Fisk decided it would be best to aquire some scratch before his flight back to Los Angeles Though he could feel the chill of the evening's first layer of snow drifting around him, there was a certain element of beauty about New York tonight. It could have been the sky scrapers smothered with frost and frozen pidgeon gloop, or the way the lake shimmered in the park but it was a feeling that made Fisk regret he had to leave "Well, I've been thrown out on my ass once again, what people might I meet, what things might I see on this cold, December night..." |
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