原先发布于:Neo Punks
"Corn paper, eat" [b]He says to himself, figuring it can only mean one thing: and he eats the paper, then heads to the coordinates early[/b]
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The coordinates are till in New York, but far off from the main city. Slums would be the word to describe the environment. The coordinated stop at a phone booth, a relic from past days. The glass is not shattered somehow, bit it's tainted to the point of being opaque from smog and stains, the metal is rusted, thing doesn't even look functional. But it starts ringing as soon as you arrive.