It was never supposed to happen...

I promised myself I'd never do it.

I've been around them all my life. I live in a town renowned for them.

All the same, all of them. All the same. They disrupt life for the ordinary, decent folk. Yet at the same time a thriving business revolves around them, a business run by the ruthless, no mercy for those caught in the middle.

I feel dirty. It was never supposed to happen to me, but somehow it has. Or at any rate, it will.

I will be like them. I will become one of them.



I will be a tourist.

See you in three weeks, San Diego.