Friendly Neighbor.
A new apartment on Union Ave. Intermittent part-time work at the theater downtown.
And every evening after supper, he throws on one of the specially-lined outfits he's specifically designated for Volunteer Work, paints his face, and makes his way down to the Triangle.
He still hasn't had cause to draw the blade; GK keeps dealing with people who just need to be hit with sticks. But he takes to bringing a bag along, in which to put the ammo and emptied guns he collects in these escapades.
One night he's got quite a few. "Great. What am I supposed to do with all this?"
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