Day 41: Rules of acquisition

Before coming to Liberty City, somebody told me the first rule of acquisition: “Once you have their car, you never give it back.” Its previous owner was not going to need it any more, so I took the opportunity.

Day 40: Tourist

Roman keeps telling me to explore this city. Wandering around the streets and riding the subway makes me feel like a regular tourist.

Day 33: So this is liberty

When your cousin asks you to buy adult diapers, you know that you are on the wrong path like everybody else in this city.

Day 32: Happy hour

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.

Day 31: Blista’d fingers

When you need the work, you have to accept certain occupational hazards.

Day 30: Streetwise

You have to stay sharp to survive in Liberty City.

Day 29: War on the streets

Vlad was right about thing: this city is always trying to run you down. Perhaps fighting to the top is the only way to survive.

Day 24: Welcome to hell

My people believe in a dark, wet creature covered with hair – they call him Veles, the god of the earth, the water, the forests and the underworld. I do not believe in him, but if he did exist then probably he would have grown up in Bohan – a concrete swamp filled with drug dealers, thieves, prostitutes, and beggars. It is a living hell.

Day 23: Two birds, one stone

Roman keeps telling me to explore the city, so today I took another look around Bohan whilst taking care of some of the city’s pigeon problem. Bohan is a crazy and dangerous place, but at least the exercise did me some good.

Day 22: Climbing to the top (Part II)

Apparently, some of the Americans do these acrobatics called ‘parkour’ to get to the top, the bottom, pretty much anywhere. Broker is more like an assault course than a playground, but perhaps it will get me out of difficult situations.