heartbreak.

CONTENT WARNING NOTE: This is an explicit 18+ supplement. Traumacore as all hell, so consider yourself warned for graphic content.

In the middle of Bonerland, beautiful moonlight stains the marble edifice of an old townhouse like spilled creamer on a coffee stained countertop. The shapes of the building and her side-house distorting and elongating in precious illumination. This vertiginous cornucopia of suffering is the Heartbreak Hotel, named thusly for the disposition of her patronage. We find inside some of the most miserable bastards this side of Transport Vein 17. Each table bears the linguistic fruit of a wide variety of heartbreaks. Death, disloyalty and disdain copulate to form beautiful new imprecations muttered into glasses carved out of skulls. Such is the decor of the Hotel. Morbid. Gothic. 

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