Deadlands Noir Extinct in the Big Easy

And if thy Black Hand should offend thee...


I feel sick. Dirty. Soiled inside.

Living in the same town with these thugs and bullies disgusts me. Living on the same planet with them stains our very souls.

But they are powerful and pervasive…their numbers and the depth to which they insinuate themselves into every part of this town reminds me of rats. Or cockroaches. Maybe cancer.

It’s not enough to kill a few here and there, as deeply satisfying as that feels in the moment.

We need to devise a way to exterminate them all.



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