If this was a private journal, I would probably throw it away or only keep it for the map that is apparently built into it. But it seems that anyone in the city can find my journal's entries by using their own journals, so I suppose there's some point to these things after all. I've decided to make a log of all my accomplishments here, so all of you out there can see what I've been up to. Of course, it's a poor substitute for actually being there and seeing me do the things I do, but you can't all be that lucky now, can you? At least this way, you can stay up to date.
So far, I have entered the city of Paixao and met a skeleton named Jack. He is a friendly sort, for a dead man, and anyone out there who is scared of him is a sissy, pathetic excuse for a human being. At the moment, the two of us are just riding the train, on our way to the local tavern, where we intend to find good times, beautiful women, and more information about this place.
~posted Monday morning