The Werewolf’s Guide to Fine Dining

You’re not one of us.

We may share blood in common, you may be able to shift your skin like us, but you don’t have our city in you. You don’t hear its singing no matter how many movies or TV shows you’ve watched. No matter how many articles you’ve read, you can’t get a feel for this place until you’ve lived here.

And that might result with you getting your ass kicked and shoved on a bus back home. You ready to risk it? Go for it. Because we’re not going to guarantee your safety or your welcome, no matter what you think you deserve.

Unlike you, we’ve earned the right to live here.

We’ve shed blood for it, and renew that vow every day.

But if you want to risk, come on down. Dine at these places. Try it out. Be nice to the wait staff, to the guy in the corner with the pitcher, to the dudes across from you. Worst case, you have a nice meal. Best case, you’ll find us, as you walk out of the restaurant, waiting for you.

And we’ll take you to the really interesting places.

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