bad scent

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they're selling a new cologne at the Rarty Room. It's called "Man's Muskination". It's the type of stuff a dude puts on and smells like cross between a horse and chocolate and sex-testicle stuff. It's supposed to make women go fucking nuts. Pheromones and all that terrible business. So my manager Peter Arpentar is constantly dowsing himself in. It's making me go crazy. Like, in a really bad way. I can't handle it. A strong odor can be a horrific thing for your life. I don't know what to do. I need the credits. I do. So I'm bearing it right now. But how long can a man's nose and sanity handle something so bad?

Fckc.

Cyfu.

Fuck.

real people saying real things

i stared at a telebox tonight. for 5.35 hours. i watched real people do real things in a real city. New Hope City. there's a program called "The Strip". It's all about young, waxy, credit-filled New Hope City folks driving from one restaurant to another bar-lodge, in their Triple-GaspPowEr Neutron Rollers. all leather lined, and greased down. Tight outfits, and three-hour powered hair. and no one says anything real. not the real people in their real clothes(good for purchase at Waldino Salons all around New Hope City) doing real things.

the dudes looked crankked out on Szam!powder. the chicks are all crankking Social Star.

Damn. What is so fascinating about folly?

Savior's Day

Savior's Day is coming up in New Hope City. Banners of Daveshead will be blowing all over the place. Huge party weekend. I'm stuck at the Rarty Room, recommending mood-enhancers to young mothers with 15,000Credit strollers, and their douchebag, young-E*ec husbands. Whole families trolling around in massive zippy-mobiles, sucking on fuDgeCREAmHOtsTocks. Buying SunshineLolliGaggers, jamming them down their screaming kids' throats so the kids fade into happy/docile bunny mode. Fuck. I'd rather be spinning some old wax spinners that John Finn and I found on the edge of the Wasteland. Light up a green cig and just chill the fuck out outside of Old Man O'Connor's noodle stand. But a man's gotta eat, right? So a man's gotta hustle and work.

Folks are abundantly crackooed-out in this city.

Lucas Renard out.