Killing Streets -
The streets of Tokyo are slick with snow, oil and blood? The air smells filthy - yet at the same time it holds an irresistible perfume that attempts to draw you into the dingy little nightclubs, seedy love hotels and the bloodied alleyways.......
....She tempts you with a lustful smile and a porcelain doll face. Upon closer inspection, you see that her face is covered in layers of flaking foundation and oily red lipstick. Her ruby red dress seems well kept on the surface, yet the seam at her hip is threatening to burst. The foul stench of her breath drifts over to you, as she beckons---"Why don't you follow me inside?" ...more...
