A dried out world where nothing has value but everything is tagged with a price.

(in our Scrapyard, everything’s a-mangled.)

“It's your fault.”

“No, it's your fault.”

“No no, it has to be your fault. I tried my best.”

“No no no, I was following you, you set the scene, made the rules.”

“ IT HAS TO BE * ALL * YOUR * FAULT * ”

(otherwise, I am to blame and I cannot allow that, can I?)

~ oOo ~

Heaven sees, Heaven knows

XdancersX XpeopleX Xhuman beingsX XcustomersX  

Frenzied cash-dispensers atop a pile of sausagemeat.