Prompt: write me a bad opening sentence to enter in the bulwer-lytton contest Response: > "As the sun set on the dusty plains, John pulled his sweat-drenched

Prompt: write me a bad opening sentence to enter in the bulwer-lytton contest Response: > "As the sun set on the dusty plains, John pulled his sweat-drenched shirt away from his stick-thin frame and gazed longingly at the flickering neon sign of the only bar for miles, silently praying for a cold beer to quench his thirst and dull the pain of his troubled past."