The Therapy Zone
Once upon a time the Therapy Zone used to be a cave where a scientist lives, who plays with his chalk, and brews his brew, and where others went to be an alcoholic in perfect privacy. Just as long as you rejoined the flock in good time. But no more. Now the Therapy Zone is a long tunnel cut into the rock, where people are sent for therapy. Therapy? I didn't see too much therapy going on! There were dirty people wandering about in well worn and tattered clothing, with the look of fear on their faces. And mad barking dogs were chained to the walls. If that's therapy, give me a large whisky without water every time!
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