5PM, Monday night. I’m walking up and down the streets of the Old Town of Meindblone. It’s a bit nippy, not too cold, not too warm, but humid. Black trench coat, black boots, plain white tee, blue jeans. I take a left down Cocaine Lane. Sky suddenly covers up, gets a bit cloudy. But it’s not bothersome in any way. I like it that way, sometimes.