WestPoint
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(Connected to my story Twenty-Eighteen, but made so, you don't really need to read that story first or in any specific order- however reading it might help understand one of the characters a bit more, but besides that completely separate, just thought I'd add that little note ^^) Within a small apartment complex outside St. Louis, is a small section with the most piss poor renting prices you could imagine, WestPoint... But a certain mouse in the block calls it "The Rut"... Weird ass name, but fitting... The only folks that wind up here are well, in the dump, in each of their lives, one decision or another led each of them to pay the smallest possible rent prices... In the shittiest section of apartments in the shittiest complex... Each of them with their own vices, each of them with their own stories, but, each of them with their own urge to do better, and get out of their shitty situation........ I mean.. even if WestPoint is the bottom of the barrel... "The Rut", when you're at the bottom of life, the only way left to go is straight up?... Right?....
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