Ah, Mister Madoff. The only gentleman besides myself that truly understood this town:

It smells like corruption, rotten ambition, and broken dreams.

It's the type of place where you can only get ahead by tromping on the body of the guy you just beat.

A place like this, you only get what you want by deception, by force, or some combination of the two.

I call it home, and I'm in charge here.

@american dreamer:

Well since you're in charge, could you please speak to my doorman? He's been looking rather unkempt lately and TWICE this week, he's failed to open the door for me.

mmmmkay! Thanks a bunch!

@Nathan Adler:

You are just like a gift box wrapped up with a bow Nate.

I can't wait to open you up and dissect you to see what's inside.

@Nathan Adler:

I love apartment buildings like yours. Which doorman in particular? I've spied several from across the street.

I love apartment buildings because it gives me so many more people to choose from.

It's so easy to spot the ones who don't think very highly of themselves.

Do you know the things you can get someone like that to do?

Someone so desperate for a spark of life? Goodness, it's fun.

@american dreamer:

might i add your doorman deserves to be punished.

i found your utility bill in the garbage behind your building. it had your apartment number. and i followed another resident right into your building. i watched him punch the code into the front door–the one you use when the doorman has gone home for the evening.

i'm in your apartment right now waiting for you with an iced appletini in one hand and a bunch of carnations in the other.

its so quiet in your apartment. noone can hear anything outside. noone will ever know.

@american dreamer:

Never been a "spark of life" man, myself. I'm a water sign. (Or so says my hippy girlfriend. Can't suss that sort of thing out, myself.)

American Dreamer, do you see that abandoned service station across the street? It's not completely abandoned. If you know what I mean, and I think you do.

@american dreamer:

Why would my accountant throw my utility bill out in my garbage?! Seems silly to drive across town just to return my refuse..

Keep the appletini cold! I'm on my way!

@Stalking American Dreamer:

You really don't remember me? I stood behind you at the ATM at lunch today. You should make sure no one sees when you type in your PIN. Of course, I would never dream of taking your ATM from you by force.

Force is so…ugly.

Hahaha! Good one.

You know you're not getting off that easy.

@Stalking American Dreamer:

I'll have to excuse myself from this conversation.

I am heading over to the Port Authority Bus Terminal at the corner of Eighth Avenue and 34th Street…where the homeless men and runaways congregate.

Taking the bus is never the nicest way to travel, but it is affordable.

Because of this, the bus station is a wonderful place to find people in need.

People in need are willing to do things. They'll do things that others won't. Neediness strips you of your dignity. That's where I come in.

Guess who your bus driver tonight will be?

Muwahahahahah!

@american dreamer:

Great. So no appletini for me then.

I hope you leave the carnations. Such servicable flowers…

@Nathan Adler:

OH! Somebody wants a game of chase!

Clever, clever, escaping from your bindings dear Nate.

Bad, bad! Well, well, you've got more spirit in you than I thought.

I can't imagine you've gotten too far in your condition, but even so, the game should be fun.

And dragging you back to your punishment will be even more so.

@Stalking American Dreamer:

Good. I'd love for you to drive me where I plan to take you. I want you to know who did this to you.

You'll flash back on tonight for years to come. And when you shudder in fear, it's my face you'll see flashing in your mind's eye.

what the fuck?!?