Mass Transport

pedestrian from without, the inside teems with all manner of human refuse, primarily transients and the unwashed.

Kearney

a folk hero of some means and stature (though ill-gotten and among vermin and apologists, respectively), the abstemiousness of Jesse James surprised me.

as is apparent from his quarters, for more than quarters they certainly are not, he lived only on the plunder of a brief career in larceny, receiving not remuneration for the reproduction of his image nor intonation of his deeds.

perhaps because those most willing to distribute such artifacts and recount such gruesome tales are those least able to pay.

Hardly The Kennel Club

I reside somewhere between two, in the vernacular of the region, KCs.

such oblique agnomina were the source of great consternation initially.

I now distinguish them as KC the Lesser and KC the Even Lesser.

Knossos

none who enter this confounding structure emerge unaltered.

many maddening hours have I spent endeavoring to escape its aphotic depths.

Misleading Monikers

although its name suggests otherwise, this community is situated nowhere near a body of water. still, it is more diverting than Newport.

despite Newport's propitious location, the society one must keep there makes even sailing around the sound most tedious.

We Shall Defend Our Island

although I applaud any who comment, I wish in this case the criticism were more substantive.

I shudder to think I should one day read that a post possessed a shocking lack of satin.

The Lost World

if there is any knowledge to be gained from popular literature, it is that this lavatory provides no refuge from raptors.

Literature

Evelyn, a very great friend, lives here.

Anachronisms

I know none who has ventured south of Florence on the Italian peninsula. and, though an actor, I have no reason to suspect The Bard of doing something so shocking.

his knowledge of the country seems confined to the northern regions.

thus I doubt he has ever even tasted a "slice".

The Rules of the Game

this graffiteur has attempted to illuminate some great hypocrisy. yet I cannot understand the employ of such evocative language nor the existence of such palpable ire.

anyone privy to the unfortunate end of Miss Lily Bart already knows to be true what the artist hopes to lay bare.

further, such disregard for decorum and prudence reveals the artist is no gentleman and therefore can hardly judge any of our number.

Institutions

though not one to exhaust himself with hypotheses, I believe I have come upon the fundamental difference between the inhabitants of Nebraskashire and those of Misboury. under the guise of mere historic significance, each district idolizes a different man whose ideals thusly manifest in the souls and pursuits of every person and institution of the region.

in Misboury, Thomas Jefferson guides the populace ever to desire that beyond what is, expanding the known from the banks of the Mississippi River to the beaches of the Pacific Ocean and risking much in so doing.

Nebraskashire reveres another whose greatest desire was to preserve and protect what was already possessed.

Monument to a Victorian Age

the finest house in all of Misboury.

Law Firm of the Lesser Ivies

should a gentleman require legal counsel, the law firm of Yale, Stanford and Knox is the only option.

Oil Paintings

though the subject is rather awkwardly posed and his painter lacks the command of composition of a great artist, I am intrigued by the familiarity of the scene.

I too sit, bespectacled, amid my many leather bound books and read by the sunlight of a clear winter's day.