Brent, the kid who just got out of the hospital because of pneumonia came along. Stupid hipster weakling didn't wear a hat, the tip of his nose turned white. We forced him to zip up (it's fuckin' -15F out there, mind you) and cover his damn face. For fucks sake. We're Not In L.A. Anymore Dorothy! I couldn't believe it. Without our help dude would be lifeless by now. Unbelievable.
Outside the city the air was noticeably clearer. There was an unholy looking cloud of dense smog hanging over the valley and obscuring the hills beyond UB. Rather disturbing that was. We weren't out for long. We got there kind of late so the sun sank fast. After our excursion we stopped at a place called "Irish Pub", which is right next door to "Supermarket", for some hot drinks. The place was swank and completely empty. Nice pub. I can't imagine why they got no business on a Saturday night. What a pity.
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