“Back to hard work. Now it"s time to drive through a shitty region. It rains, it"s cold, the fog comes out, it rains, it"s cold, and the fog comes out. The boss has a macabre sense of humor. He sends us to the lower right. f**k Marlboroach. I don"t suck my finger. Years ago there were strange stories circulating around these lands. The stories of beings with black cloak, white complexion, sharp fangs and big cigars. Similar to the fearsome tax inspectors.”
A shiver ran down Peter"s spine. Luckily the van had already been repaired, and driving that old thing felt much safer.
“Transcigarnia. Home of Nicotracula. Also known as Count Vlad Milkshakes. The meaning of the word count has been lost in the night of time. Today it is synonymous with immense greed for tobacco, cigars, and Camilk cig
