InterCity
...you make your way to a dank part of town, which - of course - means you're inside IntierCity somewhere, but nowhere in particular. Before you stands a black building, with cheap-looking neon lighting, bright green, but flickering at spots, which says you are in from of "The Pool Hall With No Name". You wonder about this place, and decide to enter in, and find a bolstering community of people, large, small, thin, and round - young and old are here - and one man strikes your attention...
Brett: "Yo, come on in and grab a pole...no, no, not MINE, one of the Pool Sticks! Jesus...anyway, we got a tourney bein signed up for, ya want in?"
...you wonder about the rules, perhaps, or perhaps you know them well...at any rate, you see a Poster that states them all...
Shootclub
Utopia
File Planet
