Malice in the Madhouse

My friend Michael Malice has forgone his old tricks and come up with a whole bag of entirely new ones, which include breaking into abandoned mental institutions and wearing suits. And here I am, jealous as a schoolgirl 'cause I've been dying to get into that place for years, and he waltzes in with his band of urban marauders as easy as you please. But at least he got some good pictures, and possibly tetanus.