I have a solemn task in this eldritch place, one that will take me through the wilds of Eng-Land in search of forbidden knowledge. It is nothing less than the acquisition of work experience, which I require to sate the hunger of the Market.
But I get ahead of myself, much like the hipster subspecies of London. Very tasty, they are.
You see, I have learned of the terrible sorceries of Eng-Land. Of Mac Kin Say and their rivals, sorceries that can destroy a small town and squeeze the taxes from nations, sorceries that can be taught. So I abandoned R'lyeh to put on what they call an Armani and learn. I will master the Square Mile, before Brexit happens.
But I get ahead of myself, much like the hipster subspecies of London. Very tasty, they are.
You see, I have learned of the terrible sorceries of Eng-Land. Of Mac Kin Say and their rivals, sorceries that can destroy a small town and squeeze the taxes from nations, sorceries that can be taught. So I abandoned R'lyeh to put on what they call an Armani and learn. I will master the Square Mile, before Brexit happens.