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Just wanted to clarify, would you consider lorcan and orlas relationship as more unhealthy then? Or would you classify it as more toxic? (P.s I wasn’t sure how to ask this but what do kids Mc’s age do for fun in the town? Like the town seems dead but in a good way for the story) keep up the good work!
Hmmm. There is a difference isn’t there? I would consider it unhealthy, toxic is Lorcan’s and mc’s relationship 😭
Also yeah the town is kind of dead most of the year. When girls aren’t disappearing for a specific reason, students come to school without an arm or sometimes with an extra arm. Kids disappear and reappear maybe being vampires now. So it’s less they have fun and more they have “fun” imposed on them 😭. There’s an annual fair but it’s tradition that something always happens and instead of the three days it’s supposed to be there it ends up only lasting one day and closing early due to “unforeseeable events.”
But they do have parties that’s like their main source of fun. They all go to this coffee shop that’s away from the centre of town, near one of the concrete roads zig-zagging along the woods with a small old fashioned gas station. They sell good coffee and pastries. It’s a place to gossip. You might even see this coffee shop in-game 😌
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did this town had a fight club?
or a running man event ether way shit never ends well with the winners
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living in a small town is literally just making cookies and showing ur friends and them coming over without any previous preparation to eat and watch a series with you
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Town and country life merged – every countrywoman went to market, and townswomen would head out into the countryside for seasonal work during harvesting and haymaking.
"Normal Women: 900 Years of Making History" - Philippa Gregory
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book reviews: Town Life (Jay Parini)
Bucolic and boring. Utterly innocuous poems with no depth or height. Poetry for people with boring minds.
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Nearness
At our last home, on the side of a hill
the banter of neighbors was sometimes heard
yet diaogues were ever obscured
in mostly muffled, faraway words
Life’s so incredibly different here
in our small Salentinian town
where mostly open, shuttered doors
carry inside noises out
i’m an accidental eavesdropper
an undercover side-taker
unwittingly impacted
by next-door behaviour
hearing…
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May you never be too busy to stop and appreciate the beauty that surrounds you.
Loving life!
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