Some say that the Moon brings out the worst in people. The extra light is an opportunity, I suppose.
Roman keeps telling me to explore this city. Wandering around the streets and riding the subway makes me feel like a regular tourist.
When your cousin asks you to buy adult diapers, you know that you are on the wrong path like everybody else in this city.
Tied up in a basement a long way from home, while some ape threatens me with a hacksaw – not exactly how I imagined spending Friday nights with Roman.
When you need the work, you have to accept certain occupational hazards.
You have to stay sharp to survive in Liberty City.