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of Hatton

“So as you can see from the screen behind me…”  — Woody Woodmanson points to it with his precious golden key for the rest of the group sitting around The Table —

“…it was always suppose to end with the Horns of Hatton. The Crown (Capital) is there,” he continues in his squeaky, shrill voice. So irritating to Wheeler, but she couldn’t make it tonight because of the flu. Perhaps not a coincidence when I think about it. “And that’s my Pitch,” he concludes.

“Richfield is the place we can divert them, where the fork is,” Tealy summarizes some earlier talk from his suave chair behind Woody.

“Horns of Hatton, where they could end up instead of Golden Sink,” exclaims Tillie beside him, similarly facing the screen close up from her partnered suave chair. “The B.’s could be saved.”

“*Fork*” Woody spouts suddenly, making everyone jump because of the, you know, voice. So irritating, I’m sure Wheeler would think at this point — if she were here. He was channeling the key again. When he channels the key, his voice tends to become *really* irritating (in Wheeler-speak), with all the “negative” aspects magnified. The key has power that way.


“Yes this could work.”

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“He is coming.”

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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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Art

“The SoSo Galleries have been reopened,” explained Woody Woodmanson during another tour at another time. “SoSo Proper to the right, Gallery Jack dead ahead, and then House Greenup to the left here. Cardboard Derak Jones is *so so* happy!”

Cringing at every exclamation point, Wheeler points out that Woody mentioned two sets of galleries. They move on across the bridges, across the waterfalls…

… to 7 Stones Proper. Forgot to mention that the SoSo Galleries lie in what’s called 7 Stones Eastside, a 2048 sq meter parcel owned by Wheeler right now instead of Baker Bloch (who owns the the rest of the 11,264 sq. meter town — the “Proper” part).

“Right up here, my co-owner of this fine village,” urges Woody, indicating the second art kiosk. Wheeler joins him in front of it. “3 galleries again: Red Umbrella to the left, Boos *behind*, and then Fal Mouth Moon, the king and perhaps queen of them all, just to the right here.”

“And — as I’m checking — the kiosks are also directly east and west of each other! With only the *slightest* of tweaking,” Woody then added, trying to take a slight edge off at least one 7 Stones oddity that has cropped up lately.

“We can smell here too,” proclaimed Wheeler, part of the growing list. “Lemony quality again. We’re so close to something else. Something *not art* ([Collagesity] related). She sniffs the air again to check. Nothing now.

“Anyway, I just wanted to give you a tour of the galleries and tell you how they’re set up. Just in case…” He trailed off.

“Just in case what?” asked Wheeler.

“Just in case,” Woody repeated simply.


7 Stones gallery map; kiosks marked with red pins

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continue

Who am I?

Who was sitting opposite me?

I am here. But not here. There. Better get there.

—–

The grass has changed. Trees. I look to the distance and see…

Unsure.

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bars

She returned to bar 01. They talked.

“Nautilus is the oldest continent,” she began, thinking of the center again.

“Sansara,” corrected Woody.

“*No*.”

“Not any more at least,” she furthered after a weighted pause.

—–

They entered “Lime House” together.

“Philip,” Baker spoke. “You may want to sit down for this one.”

“You didn’t create Second Life,” Wheeler blurted out. She couldn’t wait.

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