Cleanshave emerged from the wilderness, standing atop a rooftop overlooking Los Angeles. The city’s chaotic energy pulsed through his veins. Despite the anxiety, he couldn’t resist the allure of a street-side gyro across from a dirty looking bar with a giant red neon sign above the door. The Golden Gopher. In the old days it would have been a strip club. These days the joint serves microbrews surrounded by vintage arcade games. He’d eat outside, in the crowded streets, ready to embrace the urban chaos and savor the flavors while contemplating the city’s mass of animated flesh.
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