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00510405 (high noon)

“You know we have a Westwood too, full of women and apples. You’re not the first of your kind, Franklin. Or Frank Lynn; whatever.”

This f-cking planet, he thinks later to himself as he stares across the river in his dreams, into a different New state altogether. Old New to New New. If I would have just left back then everything would be all right now, he continued. But he knew that was impossible given the direction they all — all of the prisoners of his, um, New Home — were actually facing. Up. TBC

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00510401 (center (map = body)

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00510316 (St. Catty)

Long long ago, in a different planetary system altogether, Tamala was tied to the owl’s head cross and hoisted to the highest building of Hate City, Planet Q for all to witness, her heart glasses removed, her eyes sown shut in effect. Life snuffed out

Sacrifice to the aberrant powers of an extraterrestrial cult in order to be reborn again and again in commercial displays over the next hundred years. The ritual reached a crescendo with the alignment of the stars. Orion power ON.

You will find her, in a basement. In a basement…

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00510311 (center (old is better?))

“Black men. Taken advantage of. Slaves again, even. Do you want that? Will you follow her… all the way to the grave? These are the things you should be asking, Frank Lynn. As I asked them before.” He waved his arms all around. “We’re in a prison, a white prison, a white *man’s* prison. Mikie and Philip Strevor on either side of you are equally to blame. Good you killed Mikie, good you killed Strevor in that other possible ending. Leaving only me, and you. And, yeah, Nick Barkley (the Eastern European). One for each of the last 3 main versions of the game.”

“Void, huh?” Frank Lynn says, scratching his head but avoiding the temptation to scratch somewhere else. Don’t want to go down that road.

“Beyond,” Karl clarifies. “Worse than anything you can imagine.” TBC

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00510306 (prison)

“We should have never gone down to that f-cking planet, Frank. We’re just Black Men down there. Pitch darkly.”

“I know. I hear ya.” He looks down at his own skin and calms himself with the brown. Man in Brown. Not Black. Discernment. We’re all different, you know. *White* people.

On cue, white men Philip and Mikie join him on each side as Karl points to the only way out he knows. Space. But it could be too later for all that.

“Is that the North Star?” Frank asks innocently as they continue to stare.

“No.”

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00510304

“How long have you been here?”

“I don’t know. At least 10 years for sure,” he said in an Eastern European accent. “I lost count at some point.”

“At least 20 for me,” said the other person in the room, walking up. Another black man. And another Southern Californian by the sound of it.

Oh my God. Karl!

—–

He told me that they didn’t get along at first but then became use to each other’s ways. Both had been retired for a long time after all. And now Frank Lynn was ready to join them.

But where was Philip? And Mikie? They needed to know all this too!

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00510215 (kingdom of dog)

https://gta.fandom.com/wiki/Mirror_Park

Mirror Park, like the rest of East Vinewood, is home to post-ironic hipsters driving Issis and drinking Bean Machine coffee. The area is based on Echo Park and Silver Lake in Los Angeles, known for having a high concentration of hipsters in residence.

“As you can see from the map, the railroad passes directly beneath Mirror Lake which is the equivalent of Silver Lake according to the gta fandom wiki. But where it passes under may not be exactly the center of the video in question — a little more toward its beginning as I’m eyeing it right now. Soo. We need to go back. Where exactly is this silver band passed back to its creator?”

A little later:

“Okama, how are you on drinking coffee? Do you like the beans? Can you handle sitting in a coffee shop all day observing what goes on outside the windows?”

Okama had found his element. “Sign me up!” he responded as fast as humanly possible. TBC

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00510208 (metals)

“You asked for a gold car, I provided.”

(pause) “AI?”

—–

“Silver Lake now? What the heck is going on here??”

—–

Lead to end.

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00510112 (news)

Jennifer Lane had tragically been mowed down by a bulldozer, perhaps several of ’em. This is an archived photo.

“What are we going to do *now*?” I can hear ear of corn clad Karl bemoan from behind his drum kit in the back. “Everything *hinged* on her growing up and appearing before me and beside Chet over there, replacing his screeching, crow-like vocals with her now mature golden warblings, PHEH. Damn you Charles Anson!” Karl assumed it was long time nemesis and former band videographer Anson who was responsible for the mowing down but longer time band manager Biff Carter corrected him from the side.

“Wasn’t him,” he said plainly.

And why won’t *Chet* weigh in on this tragedy? He just stands there in his new Robo Santa costume to pair with Karl’s own corn related one, lead guitar hanging low off his neck.

—–

“Biff,” Shelley says from above, jiggling his shoulder. “Biff Wendell Carter,” she speaks his full name to fully bring him back to reality on the other side. “Band rehearsal in 5.” TBC

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00510109 (serious fantasyland)

“I remember doing handsprings next to box springs and thinking: this ain’t right. I’m *caged*.”

“Andie?”

“Shelley now. But Andie should know. *Shouldn’t* know I meant there. Why we tagged her. Alteration later.”

“In the dark?”

“Let’s say, leave it in Colorado. Aand, we took care of the cage.”

—–

Karl wakes up in bed after a mysteriously induced sleep when he entered. Still dreaming of course. Because lining the walls of the damp dark cellar he sees this.

He fell into the 1st picture that caught his eye called “Accidental Exposure 02”. I believe several states are involved now; difficult to choose where he went. Working on it…

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