Guest House Paradiso (2024-2026)

Eddie looked at Richie, and for a second, the mask of the bickering clown slipped. He saw the hollowed-out terror in Richie’s eyes—the fear that the "Paradiso" was actually a purgatory they had built for themselves.

Eddie blinked, his brain whirring through the fog of cheap booze. "The ones in the sea, Richie?" Guest House Paradiso

"But we're still here, aren't we?" Eddie whispered. "The fish are dead. We're still standing." Eddie looked at Richie, and for a second,

"Do you ever think about the fish, Eddie?" Richie asked, his voice uncharacteristically soft. "The ones in the sea, Richie

Richie let out a short, jagged laugh and immediately smashed a plate over Eddie’s head. The spell broke. The violence returned, familiar and comforting in its brutality. As Eddie collapsed to the floor and Richie began to scream about the cost of porcelain, the Guest House Paradiso stood silent against the crashing waves—a monument to two souls who would rather destroy each other than face the silence of being alone.

There was a quiet moment—a rarity in a house built on screams.