"Infinite Quisp" (an excerpt)...
Napken showed his papers to the curfew police. The Officer was strikingly polite as he briefly perused the documents, then told Napken to avoid the Eighteenth Avenue neighborhood because of a Violence Interdiction program in action...
Most people already knew to avoid Eighteenth Avenue at night, but Napken thanked the Officer for his advice, anyway. Eighteenth Avenue had once been zoned for rioting, but that was years ago. The City Council has since tried multiple attempts at beautification, but the occasional riot still broke out, like those fires in deep abandoned coal mines that randomly burn to the surface...
Napken knew a man that still lived there. He thrived on the excitement, the giddy energy that was always threatening to boil over. Besides, each time his apartment building was burned down the city replaced it with a nicer one, and the rent was always cheap...
I am Laslo.
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