The mall in Casstown is a sight to behold. Every year, dozens of visitors flock to town to revel in the lavish shelves of beans and paper plates, cigarettes and lighters, beer and rolling papers. Out in front, you might witness a robin landing in an elm tree, or even a dog behind a fence!
You can climb into the back of Bob's truck and find yourself amongst luscious cornfields and barns, yet be just a hop and a skip away from the motley civilization that arose from years and years of WASPs marrying WASPS.
People live in Casstown. There's probably some water nearby, where one can wet one's whistle and see the shiny rocks that the people of Casstown pride themselves on. Or stop at the rock with a plaque and read all about Aloysius P Casstown, the explorer who found these fine regions quite accidentally: he was looking for the fountain of death!
Come. Come! Come home to Casstown!
(read or ignore? Those are my options? Awww, come on!)
05-23-2012, 12:06 PM
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