closed rp with @blvckblvr
The tables have fucking turned. Boxcars has a brochure.
He happened on it by chance. He was on the fancy rich people clothes street, leering at the clothes he absolutely cannot afford (stupid fucking robbers and their stupid fucking money theft), when he passed one of those cheeky little “You Are Here!” signs. Almost ignored it, but there was a pamphlet about “Shopping in Isola” and fuck it, he wanted to know where Droog got his hands on a French fucking press.
(He never found one, but he did get some fancy olive oil and a noodle maker.)
Now, he has a brochure, and he’s in Archie Meaties ward. Spent fucking long enough wandering around trying to find it, why would he know how to read a map he used to literally know his exact location at all times, his shoes need to be shined again.
He’s making his way towards “Star Trail” (apparently there’s a shop selling snagglevine zest, that shit makes a gorgeous tea) when he steps on - no, scratch that, he bumps into some kind of fuzzy shrub.
Shitty urban planning in this stupid fucking city, putting the greenery in the middle of the sidewalk. He keeps moving without even looking at it - even though it’s definitely moving.
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