That ain’t a subdivision of the Merchants.

Hello there, Slaughterhouse Nine.

A woman in the group was singing, loud enough that her voice would be carrying to nearby residents.

Huh.

…

shit

shit shit shit shit shit

FUCK

The second group was oblivious to the events a few blocks away as they roamed through my territory.

…pation.

Let’s go.

I think we shall.

Shall we get back to Worm?

Anyway, that’s enough tomfoolery.

Not really sure what happened.

I used to read a lot.