Soul Inn
There's this Inn... small in size... pitiful in appearance... The owner.. not nice... not nice to look at... not a nice attitude... not nice at all.. The counter.. dirty.. some kind of jars with black mould all over.. four or five maybe... Unless you look real close you won't know whats inside the jars were much much more nasty than the jars.. sweets they called.. I doubt it! Oh...the floor... filthy... even cockroach won't eat off this floor.. yuck! Behind the owner..a curtain.. okay! lets call it a curtain.. more like some rag no one can tell what color it used to be. You can see between the torns what exactly is there behind the curtain.!!.. You can see nothing.. yes, nothing behind the "curtain".. literally.. So why the curtains..?.. Those who hang around that Inn.. worthless.. scum.. the hopeless loopers.. i use the P instead..heh On a lucky night.. things can actually turn out...uhmm...uhh.. Every Night's a Lucky Night..that's a