"A caustic sun descends into an ocean of flickering neon and
feral humanity. The night holds potential; the night makes promises.
Decadence is on offer; it would be foolish not to accept it.
What else can you do? It is your reason for being here.
Surely, there is no better cure for the acridness inside you
than Vice and Sin. With no small
amount of arrogant expectation, you plummet into temptation.
Comfort yourself with the hollow, hungry eyes of those
around you. You are not alone here."
