***EDIT – part of the ‘MORE LOVE’ book.
STRANGE LANDS
[ a short story ]
I
All the way down from the mountains, he came upon the gates of a strange land. Entry was not a problem. He was given the permission to stay for a full month and a crisp stash of cash to spend on whatever tickled his fancy. The condition was to get an entirely new outfit from a well-known local fashion branch, so as not to cause any obstacle to the citizen’s smooth daily flow through the strange land. It was a highly sophisticated place. Everyone was free to do whatever they pleased.
“Here’s one of our new pods, with a smashing app to click-and-scroll through a tagged map, to hunt fitting gear to wear around here”, the baby-face-shaven custom’s officer charged with handing out grants and benefits said to our stranger.
<We better get you stitched up quick, fellow, who do you think you are, turning up like a stranger>, our stranger meanwhile intercepted the warden’s trail of thought. He took the money from the unflinching hand stretched out in front of him and slipped through the electric security gates downtown.
