Putting the "sin" in Sin City. It's his job. His vice. His punishment for being alive. He wallows in it, doing whatever he can to fill the hollow spaces left by his grief. His rage. Performing for screaming women.... A numb cycle of faceless hook-ups, wicked nights, and trying to forget. He is just a body women crave, nothing more. A shell that was once a US Marine...looking for something to fill the void where his heart used to be, but nothing...