[There was a great number of things that Urushihara, the feral cat fallen angel living at the Crosby Street Hotel, had learned in recent weeks.
One: Bonds between people were important, but
Two: engaging in those Bonds and related activities didn't guarantee anything.
So it was that Urushihara- now more regularly introducing himself as Luci thanks to a lot of confusion between people- found himself floating upside down watching the power flicker in and out while he ate his panfried vienna sausages with chopsticks asked a very pointed question:]
Testing. Testing. One-two. Anyone listening?
What's the point of paying taxes to Our Lady of Creepy Stuff if it's not helping anything?
Are we still doing it?
One: Bonds between people were important, but
Two: engaging in those Bonds and related activities didn't guarantee anything.
So it was that Urushihara- now more regularly introducing himself as Luci thanks to a lot of confusion between people- found himself floating upside down watching the power flicker in and out while he ate his panfried vienna sausages with chopsticks asked a very pointed question:]
Testing. Testing. One-two. Anyone listening?
What's the point of paying taxes to Our Lady of Creepy Stuff if it's not helping anything?
Are we still doing it?