"He pushed the door open and the the aroma of junk posts and quality content met his nose. Past the stench he spotted the opportunity for a glass of chocolate milk and a leisurely evening. The interior paint job was from a different time for blue and white highlights filled the room completely. It was pleasant and soft on the eyes and did not cause much stress for those who stare at a PC all day. For a person like Locke, it could have turned into a fine evening."
"Lockebox walks over to the main bar and orders a glass of chocolate milk as planned but is interrupted by the figure sitting beside him. The person was turned in full view with the words "below poster" on his shirt."
"From the look on the persons face it looked like he had something either lame or clever to say. He opens his mouth and says-
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