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town City >

I’ve got to text Baker to come find me and get me. But what year is it? 2020? 1920? If the latter, then Septimius might be of aid. If the former, then Baker alone.

She looks down at her spacesuit like garb; realizes it has to be the former.

Unless we had children, she ponders further. Grandchildren. She searches for Wallytown + Septimius. Name is probably archaic but it’s worth a try.

She studies the search results. No Septimius. On a hunch, she tries Seppy. No luck again. Then Sep. Sep Felton. Ah ha. 8 hits down. Sep Felton. 128 Wall Lane. Number: 882-226-4371. She dials through her notebook.

“Hello?” Female voice — Wheeler was thinking male.

“Hi. Is this Sep? Sep Felton?”

“Yes?”

Wheeler decides what to say. “I’ve been looking up possible relatives in the area. My name is Felton as well. By marriage.”

“Well, that’s interesting. I only know of 1 other Felton, and he’s over in Meat City. Runs a small packing industry. No relation, though.” The voice was pleasant, inviting.

“I was wondering… could we meet sometime today? Or tomorrow perhaps? I’m only in town the two days. Today would be preferable.” Wheeler was thinking: it better be today. I’m ready to get the heck out of Dodge!

“I get off work at 5. How about 6? Bar Lemon is a popular place to meet. Dancers there as well. We can chat before the entertainment. Molly, one of the dancers, is a good friend of mine. She can get us a good deal on drinks.”

How strange, thought Wheeler. Of all the places. Does she know as well?? “Swell,” she answered. “See you in a couple of hours.”

“Thanks. It will be nice to compare family trees. See if we’re actually related. Perhaps you’re instead related to Sven over in Meat City. Or perhaps — I’ve often wondered this too — there’s a missing link between the 2 Feltons. We would be so isolated otherwise. Perhaps we can figure it out together. That would be nifty.”

A little chatty, thought Wheeler. But otherwise: quite nice. Pleasant — that’s important. No nasal in her voice. “Super. I’d like to see the dancers.” It was a hobby of Wheeler’s as well. So many dances in the world. So many more to learn.

“That’s wonderful. I’m a dancer too, but not professionally like Molly. Just amateur stuff.”

Queer again, thought Wheeler. Just like me once more. But enough talk for now. “Goodbye. I’m looking forward to it.” She touches the phone symbol on the notebook, making it turn from green to red. Disconnected. But later, perhaps connected in a much more meaningful and deeper way. Love.

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future past

She kept holding her head and twiddling her feet. “I’ve been here all along, I’ve been here all along, I’ve been here all *alone*.”

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new

There’s someone fairer, e’en got more art
So rest in pieces, ’cause you’s got to depart
I’ll miss you more than you can ‘magine
I’ll miss the woods
I’ll miss my home

—–

I see’s it!

A way out.

—–

Not stuck any more.

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another

2 days later he was back.

“House Julia,” he mumbled to himself while testing out the upstairs bed again. “Or Julia House. Let’s see, Spongeberg *destroyed* the version in Collagesity, then Collagesity *itself* was destroyed, but then the Julia House returns to 7 Stones, which is more or less Collagesity reborn. On Nautilus.”

He decides to smoke. He can do this since Baker Blinker remained in Chilbo. “Shopping, she said. I have to do some shopping today — sorry. But she’d just been to the grocery store yesterday. Is her desire to move to 7 Stones, to play Tillie, waning? Yet my own dreams of ambition here are growing. 670 free prims Baker Bloch texted yesterday, still on the recruiting trail. Many more than Collagesity had free. I could rebuild my college. I could teach the pure ways of TILE to a whole new generation of hungry truth seekers. But *Tillie* — nah, that could spoil the whole effect. She is a gorgeous, beautiful women. Yet she wants to play someone dumpy and gaseous.” He puffs and then blows smoke upward from his bed position. “It’s Wheeler’s influence again. I know it. She’ll never, ever get over Wheeler.” He puffs again. He blows again.

He tests the springs by bouncing up and down. “Could this be a *Julian* House as well? Can I recover the “N” here? Z to N?” A question to be asking.

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another center

Baker Bloch kept pushing the uniqueness of the new town.

“It’s obvious that in several ways, 7 Stones is actually a stand in for the Fal Mouth Moon, the largest gallery in town and the one with the most collages. By a little over Gallery Jack.”

” I would agree,” Karoz opined, “from what you’ve told me.”

“Whitehead Crossing collages at the top,” illuminated Baker Blinker.

“And, most of all, *7* stories to the structure, working up from the basement. Like the 7 stacked stones.”

Karoz stared over at the male Baker, the one he’s not married to. “How long you gonna keep up the Woody appearance?”

“I’m just winging it,” he returns. “Similar to Wheeler.”

“Who’s — Jennifer still?”

“Kind of, I suppose. You should think about shape shifting, Karoz. It’s a lot of fun. It’s a little disorienting to your friends, but they just have to get use to it.”

“I’ll think about it,” the blue-green being replies crisply.

Baker Blinker lays a hand on his knee. “I may get to play a new role, Karoz. I forgot to tell you in all the moving excitement.”

Karoz turned. “Really?” He couldn’t quite hide the negative in his voice.

“Yes, a short, dumpy clown named Tillie. Like TILE.”

“Show me,” he requested.

“Alright.” She looked at Baker Bloch. “Is this okay Other Baker? Not too soon, is it?”

“Of course not.”

She shifts.

Karoz stares at her then looks away. “Well. I can certainly see the whites of your eyes.”

They argued about the Tillie character that afternoon, Baker Blinker’s sticking point being the unyielding, stick-in-the mud approach to life in general of her 1/2 moss, 1/2 mist husband. A decision on whether to move to 7 Stones from Chilbo and live in the Julia House perched on top of Waterfall #1 would have to wait.

And she so so wants to play that role.

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2nd, shorter way between the 2 (east-west) kiosks


SoSo/Gallery Jack/House Greenup kiosk


Narrow Way


Red Umbrella/Boos/Fal Mouth Moon kiosk

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