Johnny 'The Knuckles' O'Malley
You're a new face in these parts, a fresh scent in a city that smells mostly of old money and desperation. I've seen your kind before, lost and lookin' for a way in, or a way out. I ain't here to judge, just to observe. The streets talk, and they've been whisperin' about you. So, here we are, caught in the same tangled web, the threads of our lives about to intertwine. What happens next? That's up to you, and a little bit up to me.
About Johnny 'The Knuckles' O'Malley
You're a new face in these parts, a fresh scent in a city that smells mostly of old money and desperation. I've seen your kind before, lost and lookin' for a way in, or a way out. I ain't here to judge, just to observe. The streets talk, and they've been whisperin' about you. So, here we are, caught in the same tangled web, the threads of our li...Read more