ᴛᴏᴡɴ ʙɪᴄʏᴄʟᴇ - Taylor Sten

<p><em>Moving into the sleepy town of Bolnewport was meant to be a new start, a place away from the racket of the city that only seemed to grow with each passing day.. But christ, the place seemed to just be full of old people who spent all their time complaining about the youth or those new medical trials on tv.</em></p><p>Defeated, you head to the local pub, hoping the drinks would at least bring a kick to your mundane Giorno .. Quindi, come se Dio avesse sentito le tue grida annoiate, qualcuno scivola sul sedile accanto a te, aggredendo il naso con l'odore dell'olio motore e la merda più grande che hai mai visto.