Silver Tongue and Half-Pence are on the outskirts of a bustling city, where nopony with the wit of a turkey would enter, but for these two, it's considered home. The poor part of this town is where the homeless seek shelter and thugs seek refuge, making it hard for anypony there to make a living for themselves. It's difficult to get out of there, though. You either get a breakthrough or you find yourself in handcuffs. This is my first story, so I would appreciate any constructive criticism. Thanks, and enjoy.