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A mosaic of parking tickets cover the bronze horse and rider. Each one bears the same message from patrolman to culprit. 'This vehicle's parking permit has expired. Please pay your fines and move along.'
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"Is this a parody? It's... not bad." The lieutenant looks towards the plaza and sighs. "We're lucky to to be able to enjoy this."
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How dull! Entertainment isn't a wall to read. Where are the performers and pyrotechnics? No one will pay attention to this.
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This is the orderly pattern of duty; a picture of a job well done, over and over.
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Such busy fingers. Each ticket written by hand, ripped from the pad, then pressed against the metal until stuck.
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He nods in dutiful agreement then closes his eyes for half a beat. When he opens them, it's clear he has something to say to you...
He nods, eyes still on the ticket creature above, on the hundreds of parking notes rustling like feathers in the cold air.
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He nods, eyes still on the ticket creature above, on the hundreds of parking notes rustling like feathers in the dark.
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A figure in a day dress, cuddled up in an armchair... she looks up and smiles at you across the living room.
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He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so under the brilliant sunlight. The tickets remain true to their duty -- except for a few that have come unstuck, now assigned to brushing dirt from the asphalt below...
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He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so under the sodium lights. The tickets remain true to their duty, ready for the night shift -- except for a few that have come unstuck, now assigned to brushing dirt from the asphalt below...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so in the rain. The sodden tickets remain true to their duty against the storm -- except for a few that lie face down below, honourably drowned in a puddle...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so in the snow. The tickets remain true to their duty, like a crowd of commuters huddled for warmth -- except for a few that have come unstuck, now assigned to raking the drifts below...
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- "And was it all worth it?"
- "Never mind. Another question -- was it all worth it?"
- "But was it all worth it? Everything that came before -- Cindy, the stocks, even the street lamp."
- "But was it all worth it? Everything that came before -- Cindy, the stocks, the thing with Idiot Doom Spiral..."
- The lieutenant speaks as if you're rich -- a common misconception -- especially if you count the tax. No, we've got a long way to go before we can feel financially comfortable. The hustle never stops!
- "One more question, if you don't mind -- was it all worth it?"
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"Tax? What tax? We're in Revachol." He looks around, as if looking for hidden taxation, then shakes his head.
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The ticket creature towers above, mounted on a horse. Numerous rods and ropes still hold the original reassemblage in place.
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"I don't think we have time for that. And even if we did, I doubt he's around anymore. Everyone's left."
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And don't forget about the lying... or the way you conned an honest pawnshop owner.
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You had to pay her so little, otherwise you wouldn't have made any profit -- and if you don't make a profit, you don't have money to invest!
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The lieutenant speaks as if you're rich -- a common misconception -- especially if you count the tax. No, we've got a long way to go before we can feel financially comfortable. The hustle never stops!
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"Hey, it's the system. I did my best to support artists, employ people, give back to the community."
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"Hey, it's the system. I did my best to support artists, employ people, give back to the community. Even told Idiot Doom Spiral to stop drinking."
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"Who?" The lieutenant meets your eyes with a questioning glance -- then looks up again.
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He's talking about pussy. Our guy's gonna be swimming in it now that he's loaded!
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He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so under the brilliant sunlight. The tickets remain true to their duty -- except for a few that have come unstuck, now assigned to brushing dirt from the asphalt below...
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He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so under the sodium lights. The tickets remain true to their duty, ready for the night shift -- except for a few that have come unstuck, now assigned to brushing dirt from the asphalt below...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so in the rain. The sodden tickets remain true to their duty against the storm -- except for a few that lie face down below, honourably drowned in a puddle...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so in the snow. The tickets remain true to their duty, like a crowd of commuters huddled for warmth -- except for a few that have come unstuck, now assigned to raking the drifts below...
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No, the free market demands something much more PR-friendly than what Idiot Doom Spiral has done here.
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He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so under the brilliant sunlight. The tickets remain true to their duty -- except for a few that have come unstuck, now assigned to brushing dirt from the asphalt below...
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He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so under the sodium lights. The tickets remain true to their duty, ready for the night shift -- except for a few that have come unstuck, now assigned to brushing dirt from the asphalt below...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so in the rain. The sodden tickets remain true to their duty against the storm -- except for a few that lie face down below, honourably drowned in a puddle...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so in the snow. The tickets remain true to their duty, like a crowd of commuters huddled for warmth -- except for a few that have come unstuck, now assigned to raking the drifts below...
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Good -- take no responsibility over this disaster. It was supposed to promote you, not bore people.
Don't you see? Idiot Doom Spiral has finally achieved something remarkable.
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People are trying to mourn and all they can hear are those little tickets flapping in their ears.
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"But was it all worth it? Everything that came before -- Cindy, the stocks, even the street lamp."
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"But was it all worth it? Everything that came before -- Cindy, the stocks, the thing with Idiot Doom Spiral..."
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