balsatown
paste! lots of 3-yard skinks and tar-coated amputees chanting "that's not worth a kernel of squid" prefigured my reaction to get the hell out of there. yet it has some flonto. balsatown's only tourist spot is the fangoste district, which features lime-nipple dancing, geriatric beatboxers and spine monkeys. spine monkeys will swallow photographs for fifteen cents and throw fireballs into the great drafty expanse of a buffalo anus. 060610
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