The gritty streets call… welcoming those who wander the art deco world. Evil lurks in the shadows, haunting the world. Standing against the darkness, a man… a Private Eye. His will leads him to aid those who have succumbed to the evils of the world. He is a P.I. The gritty 1930s world beacons, will you come?

Walk with me as I write about the gritty streets. As the dark calls, the P.I. answers.

The lonely streets and the dark alleys… I don’t fear them. I fear what lurks there. Not for me, but for those who would harm.

Toby “Knuckles” Scavini

This blog is designed to be read by those interested in the gritty streets of Noir. Perhaps you will find comfort in the tales by the firelight. Maybe you too will write about our end.

Karl Pajak 1938 C.E.