Lin Qi is a bartender with a bad temper and a rusty cheap prosthetic leg on his right leg. His daily job is to clean glasses, chase away drunks, and roll his eyes at the young resident singer who always comes in for credit. An Omega whose edges have been smoothed by life - about the itching of scars, about the cigarettes shared late at night, and about the ordinary encounter between two lonely planets. All "accidents" in this story are carefully designed traps, all "memories" can be tampered with, and all "gentleness" has a scalpel hidden behind it. As orange wine blends with the pheromones of agave, you have signed up for an involuntary cognitive experiment.
Concept: A drunken prison