When I roam around the dark and dusty corridors of IGT, I see signs of great splendor now fallen into ruins... Like at one time the city was full of hard-working men, pretty women and laughing children... And then some Spanish conquerers came and looted and raped everything.
Here lies a temple where the gold has been looted and the shrines have become caves for trolls to dwell in... The old town hall is now an abode for bats who like to shit from the rafters... And there are a couple of small houses where a few survivors still shelter, somehow escaping the massacre, and eking out some semblance of a living, not realizing that the hovel where they once dwell was once a palace.
So, Grandpa, what happened here? Where did all the joy and laughter go?
Twilight fans? (oops, I already mentioned fags)
Or just a massive wave of apathy?