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He’s been standing at the corner of 9th and Alter for fifteen minutes. Staring blanking at the printed up map and directions in his hand. How could he be this lost? He’d followed every step to the letter, but some how he’d ended up outside a pub verses outside the theatre he’s trying to get too. His mother’s favorite play is going to be performed next month and he wants to buy her and his aunt tickets as a surprise. But at this rate it’ll be next month before he gets there and...
A wrist taps out an annoyed beat against his temple, as he continues to stare at the paper. Turning it one way and then the other. Looking up now and then. There are times he really wishes he could afford a fancier phone that had maps and GPS, but the one he has does what he normally needs it too so there’s no use complaining about it. But believe you him this is the last time he trusts a map site to get him anywhere. That’s for sure. Though on the bright side of things, it’s a nice day outside.