Getting drunk with Roman was inevitable. Getting home in one piece was lucky.
Travels throughout Liberty City
Getting drunk with Roman was inevitable. Getting home in one piece was lucky.
Aboard the Platypus, I once overheard someone say that in Liberty City, “Rise with the sun to start each day with a smile” – I must be missing something because I’m not so sure what there is to be happy about.
I don’t feel genetically different, but it is better than taking the subway.
Some say that the Moon brings out the worst in people. The extra light is an opportunity, I suppose.
“Never spend more than you have to” – that is Brucie’s business model in a nutshell.

Mr Faustin will do anything, it seems, to protect the discipline and loyalty of his family.
Roman keeps telling me to explore this city. Wandering around the streets and riding the subway makes me feel like a regular tourist.
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.