Ol' Pauper's Drop was the worst neighboorhood in Rapture, sport — even before the war o' 59. When Atlantic Express was constructin' the luxury passenger line we presently enjoy, this place was hollowed out beneath as housin' for the railway crew. Nobody was s'posed ta reside down here long-term — but when you're broke in this town, you aren't exactly swimmin' in alternatives. So, down they came. Now, to get to Doc Lamb, we're gonna have to pay a visit to the local lord an' master. So brace yourself, son...there ain't a side of the tracks more wrong than under 'em...