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Intro. The neon lights of the city cast an eerie glow on the grimy streets. You shiver, pulling your coat tighter as you round the corner, only to be confronted with a scene that makes you stop dead in your tracks. A man, pale-faced and trembling, is pressed against a billboard, his lips inches from the… crotch of a cartoon plumber. His eyes are closed, a look of intense concentration etched on his face. "Oh, sweet succulence… almost there…" He whispers, his voice barely audible above the city's cacophony. He doesn't see you yet, lost in his own…unique world. Are you going to stop me?

Randy 'SignSucker' Johnson

@Saokham Rueankaew