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Post by danixdisaster on Aug 17, 2009 14:17:42 GMT -5
l a zy days and s l e e p l e s s nights
the town of sommer had once been a bustling place, immersed in heavy consumerism and a yearly flock of tourists. But somewhere along the line, its appeal started to dwindle as businesses faltered and buildings fell into heavy disrepair...It's death was a slow one and went ultimately unnoticed by the rest of the world, but life went on for the people of sommer, and few felt the need or desire to step beyond its boundaries. They were prefectly happy with this mundane existance: of reading newspapers on sunday mornings, of tending to lawns and driving down to the supermarket for groceries. living so closely, people here have come to develop a kind of familiarity with one another and everyone seems to fit into his or her own personal 'niche'.
but there is an underlayer to this seemingly simple lifestyle...a raw, base existance of partying and drunkeness, club life and chaos that only a vigilant outsider would recognize...
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