Pretzel steak awaits you at the end of the rainbow. Not a pot of gold. Not a exhaust manifold. Center clowns will follow you down the dark alley where you planned to piss. At your own risk. Good thing you brought your fists.
Glue sniffer pamphlet pushing zealots in bicycle helmets and ties by the street corner. Sniffing for sinners with clean till infected nostrils. There they go. Hope its not you. The chatter a hypnotic sales pitch. Twitch the abyss sis, Good thing you brought your wrists...