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Best part? That eerie music, straight outta “Werckmeister,” settin’ the mood. Worst part? Damn paywalls, man, nickel-and-dimin’ me – hate that crap! Still, I’m hooked, brother, can’t stop playin’. It’s like steppin’ in the ring with a shady dame, never know what’s comin’. “The world’s gone mad,” I mutter, another line from the movie, and I’m lovin’ every second! Whatcha think, dude – you grabbin’ this game or what?

Exploring Unknown Horizons

Is this the place where the blackbirds dance? Three men, one woman sit at the bar. She's the town whore, the village star. Who'll be the one to get up her dress.

Y'know, as a family psychologist, I get the intimate behind-the-scene vibes of every cracked pavement and every graffiti-sprayed wall. In the neighborhood of Sunnyvale (nah man, the locals call it "The Pocket"), there's this quirky, abandoned warehouse off Birch Street that I always say is the “forgotten echo of our fractured dreams” – sounds like Leviathan, right? “The beast that lurks beneath the surface” – damn, that movie strikes again!

Gregory Firebaugh