The smell of sweat, piss, and beer filled the tiny city. They looked around at the room they were in, piled high with junk and dirty clothes. Suddenly, a door shut and a 6 foot tall dude walked in wearing some sort of fast food uniform. He lit a cigarette and tossed his shoes off, they hit the end of the city with a crunch.
Jerry looked down at the city, spread out in front of his couch and tv and smiled. He pulled his pants off and tossed them into a different part of the city before grabbing a beer from the fridge and walking towards the city. His socked feet crunched the city and its inhabitants underneath his warm, damp feet as he sat in the chair and dropped a bag of greasy burgers onto a suburb that sat next to the chair. He took the cigarette out of his mouth and knocked ash out, starting a small fire within a small commerical area.
With a burp and the hissing of the beer opening, Jerry turned on the tv to some shitty old tv marathons and looked down at the city. He scratched his sweaty balls and smirked before..
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