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Posted by astroaj on Mar 11, 2012 13:57:44 GMT -6
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A new city was always hard to get accustomed to. And one as large as New York was no exception. Despite all the place Gill had been, NYC was by far the largest. The size did work to his advantage, however. With all the skyscrapers there were plenty of small unnoticed buildings that could be employed for certain...activities. And out of the millions that lived here, there were to be many that were involved in these activities. Gill just had to fin the right ones.
It was suggested to Gill that NYC was the way to go. With so many other things to focus on, the law overlooked underground fighting. It was supposedly safer here in New York. Only problem was finding the fight club. Gill only had the name of a hole in the wall restaurant that was supposed to employ a guy who could help Gill find some fights. All he had to do was find this small restaurant and the guy who worked there. Then convince this guy he was to be trusted.
Upon arriving in the city, Gill drove around to locate a tourist information center. He got a map and asked the guy working there if he knew the “Terrabloom Pub” sadly, but as Gill expected, he did not. Gill drove around for a while, looking for the place and occasionally asking people who were walking down the sidewalk. He was having no luck. But in a city this size, it was to be expected. It was starting to get late, and Gill was hungry. Fishing out his wallet, Gill counted out $20. It was going to have to last him until he found this “Terrabloom Pub.” Gill Parked in front of a Burger King, and walked in
Gill ordered some food, again asking the cashier if they knew of the restaurant but to no avail. Taking his food Gill went and sat down to eat.
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