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~JMC

SIn City: Ace of Diamonds

Story# 00815

Sin City: Ace of Diamonds

[Set in Frank Millers universe, is a story I would like to tell about a character in Basin City. I do not claim any rights to Sin City or any of it's characters. This is a piece of fan fiction not intended for any profit purposes.]

Old Town, strange that the place most people avoid is the one pace I feel safe. Got a spot right next to Kadie's. Asking double what the place is worth, but not asking about anything else which suits me just fine.
That's the funny thing about this place, it's not just like every other Ghetto or bad part of town that you can just drive across some line and wash it off. Ya just like the way Old town makes you feel, just a little bit. It's like some part of ya that sleeps all the while with the good job, family, and what not is just too clean.

Couldn't handle it myself. The clean part, never wanted to wash it off...so I got in and got dirty, real dirty. Marv woulda said I just got honest with myself, he picked one hell of a way to go out.

Old Town, a long time ago used to just be called Downtown, back then things where broken up into four quarters. Each with it's own...organizations that helped the public. The city grew, sections changed or broke up. One thing that stayed where the Organizations, they where well still in tact strong long before the Cardinal and the current group of gentlemen. When I was...working in Old Town years back the Four where still around trying to fight for the new spot and the deciding vote in how to divide up the ever growing city.

I of course helped out where I could, sometimes it went well. Other times, not so much.