It is Zebedee Thurlough, landlord of the Never a True Word pub, who becomes the stringent victim of young Kimrock's poster campaign. At first the strategy appears to target the pub, warning potential customers that they are entering an area of Political Insensitivity and Moral Turpitude. Several casual passers-by do indeed divert to the Local Coffee House or to MacGonagall’s Writer’s Café when they see the flags, banners and graffiti that Kimrock has positioned around the entrance. However tonight the Iron Grunge Octet, Scabby Felix, are performing live, and Thurlough, confident that all publicity is good publicity, doesn’t expect takings to be down. The gig is indeed a triumph, however the poster messages outside begin to take on a darker tone.
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