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Oct. 3rd, 2014


[Open: DC Courthouse Steps]

Who: Joseph and Holly (Closed)
What: Who knows. START A CONVERSATION IF YOU DARE (or are hungry enough).
Where: The steps of the South Gotham Courthouse.
When: Early afternoon. Weather foggy.
Warnings/Rating: I rate for violence just in case something sets Joe off. Reply with caution, but it's probably fine. Maybe.

The big man was sitting on the steps of the courthouse, as far off to the side as he could go while still being in sight of the big clock that hung in the hall just through the entrance beyond the central pillars. He was large enough and tall enough that his shoulders cast a shadow in the fading afternoon light, which barely broke through the clouds, which were assembling for autumn already above their heads. He had a decent shirt on, cheap buttons and still with the crease from the big and tall store going all the way across his chest. It bunched up around his waist as he sat despite the easy fit of his jeans.

An arrangement of salami on a golden loaf still sat in open wax paper to one side of his right hand. Despite the busy traffic of the work day, nobody came close enough to the big man to step on his food. His feet were three and four steps away from his elbows, and his shaven head gave his skull a hollow, defined shape under pale skin and bristles. A cup of cheap coffee was cooling by the sandwich, and a few golden chocolate chip cookies were spilling out from a box he'd tipped sideways onto the paper.

He ate one of these cookies, slowly, his eyes off in the distance and his thoughts clearly elsewhere as he watched the foot traffic with blind shifts of his dull, disinterested eyes.

Sep. 13th, 2014



somebody upstairs got a leak in their faucet or something. raining inside.

Sep. 6th, 2014



[As Armand.

A narrow, flowing script writes in Latin first:]

The old time is new again.

[And then, English:]

I would have preferred an iPhone.

Aug. 30th, 2014



The city's coming back together nicely.