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Post by basil on Feb 21, 2009 15:24:34 GMT
Well, this was a sorry place. This use to be the bustling tourist attraction? What were these people thinking building a town on a lake? Not much obviously, just look around.
Good thing that he didn't mind getting wet. Because this place sure broke that wish quickly. Not only was the water creeping up around the sides of the once beautiful city but it was wearing away the streets. One false step crumbled the edge of the walkway and he fell right in. But he didn't blame that all on the conditions of the city. Only took some common sense not to stand where he was. But no... he did it anyway.
Another good thing. His hat didn't fall off. If he got one more chip in the enormous horns that were mounted on top he might scream. Where was he to get another pair of these things. Go up to Briggs and hunt a goat himself? Like that was going to happen.
There was only one more good thing he could think of at the present time. It was a good thing this place was miserable. The more miserable the more desprite people are for entertainment.
The only problem is. The only people he had seen so far, were the ones on the train that said he was completely insane for getting off here. That meant one thing. He wanted to get off at this spot even more.
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