New In Town

Hmm, Gotham City ... The Big Apple. Go 'head bite the Big Apple ... don't mind the maggots... So say the Rolling Stones. First thing I have to do is find me a place to stay, maybe one of them cheap dives, with the nicotine stained wallpaper peeling off in the corners here and there ... and maybe a sink with a mirror over it, that is spotted cause some of the silver has worn off the back ... so I can shave by some dim light bulb that works when it feels like it. You know the kind of place I'm talking about ... a place where a Gumshoe Detective can lay his Fedora and trench coat, tweak the old tube radio and catch the latest ear bending action of what's going on in New York City, circa 1930. Except this might be 1927 ... idk. I'll have to find a newspaper and check the date. I don't want to stir up too much suspicion... but so far, I like it! Beats the hell of 1980's.