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« on: May 20, 2012, 12:42:50 AM »
After some moderate wiki.ing I think I was wrong. Sorry internet!(No for real I am sorry).
Also,
In a game I almost ran a bit ago, we were going to be playing in the small small small City(it wouldn't be that small for a town but for a city... it is TINY you still know half the people, and if you own a store you see and know ALL the people).
Any way, there is a place there called the, Backroom Bookstore(actually I ran it for a small while wile the owner was in jail). In any case the first floor is a trinket, weapons, and incense shop(the closest thing to an ocolt shop in the entire Upper Peninsula trust me). The middle half of the 1st.-and-a-half floor sold pipes, glass pipes, and just about every possible thing from which you could smoke any other possible thing, that you could imagine. The inner most 1/4 of that floor was the office/private hash-lounge, and the outer 1/4 was the living area of the owner.
The second floor proper(far above the two previous floors up an ornate stairway) is a very extensive used book store, full of only the most obscure and uninteresting books you don't want, plus every romance novel ever written.
The third floor, which used to be a pleasant ballroom and theater, is where the porn was sold(adult books, D.v.Ds., V.H.Ss., and mags., and cards(greeting and playing), costumes, toys, oils, poles(for striping), sex tables, and decorations).
Finally the fourth floor is completely filled from floor to ceiling with packing-peanuts(no I am not joking every square centimeter is filled by packing peanuts).
The addict I can only hope is empty.
The owner of the shop is a crazy man, who literally and actually thinks he is a god of sex, he believes that he gets his power from the energy radiated from people's orgasms if/when they attain them using any product he sells in his store. He also, believes that the Selie court is foreclosing on his loans(this isn't true though the bank is). He does make a point, though, of mentioning, and posting on numerous signs, that he opens his store for people of all houses creeds faiths and practices, as well as those invisible people and entities, to come in and share experiences with each other, as long as they also buy something(the new manager has changed the name to the Backroom Sanctuary).
My group chose this as their A.N.G..
I am so glad I am back in Chicago now. :-)