An alley off Atwells by the giant pineapple arch.
Pizza parlor sells slices on paper plates. Two guys with elbows on table, not particularly trying to keep their voices down.
“So you get a reversible drill, and you hook it on the odometer wheel, run it backwards and…’one of them is saying.
Too full of themselves to notice Milo Stranger. He saves his crust and crumbles it on the sidewalk outside, just to watch an explosion of pigeons on a last patch of cobblestones on the partially paved street.
pigeons from jschumacher
A real apartment at last–too bad it wasn’t his- Milo Stranger Part 2- Rent Day