Sin Street
Sin Street exists somewhere between reality and an elevation of that. Plots within plots, machinations, machines and an ever present underworld of disgrace will draw you between the light and darkness. Here are tales of betrayal, violence, cruelty, revenge, redemption, love and sex for you portrayed beautifully in art and words.
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Cries of a dying world
Running a good business is about taking the time to do it good. A bullet in the head is not a good way to kill, and not a good business at all.
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Corniche Guest House
Welcome back to fuck land. Corniche Guest House is a loaded place of dirty people in need of sex, drugs, and money.
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Character Profile #0006/Chloe
Character Profile #0006 Chloe — Missing Person, please help find her. A beautiful, charming, and intelligent woman, Chloe, has gone missing.
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Our first job
Our first job. I am not a serial killer. See me more as a war surgeon on the field or a dedicated nurse helping the elderly. They were asking for it, and I was eager to explore the meta-sex.
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Rex has to clear his mind about Isla
Plan an industrial laundry as a submarine: overcrowded space, labyrinth of tubes, strong smell of disinfectant, unbearable steam temperatures and a very lively team.
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Rex wants to be dirty with Hannah
In dry cleaning, everything is dirty. We clean money, people, clothes, place, even reputation. We dry-iron you, if you are lucky, you get a new life. But, don’t mess with us.
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Rex wants to be clean with Diana
We clean your sins. It is so clean. Do you like the erotism of the sparkling chromes? Does all this coldness turn you on? How many have we tortured here? I lost track.
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The Red-Light Quarter
The area was nicknamed “Vagina Girls” because of the graphic art showing feminine genitals to the amateurs on the walls and the trade signs of Sin Street.
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Sun Sun Restaurant
In Sin Street, at night, safety is an abandoned concept. Is Sin Street a noir horror, or just a horrible place that must exist to drain the swamps outside our city boundaries?
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Fucking Unseen Again
“You don’t know the watchers, Unseen. Today, one may be a good person using a surrogate for pleasure; tomorrow, perhaps not.”
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Unseen In Love
Going underground with a stalker. He visited the fuck factory every day, hoping to meet me. And here we are, fucking together.
