Rose petal, approaching a space odyssey.
Drifting sideways as the dance steps demanded, we found ourselves in a small hamlet with few people on the streets.
Everyone seemed to have a dog, those out and about at least, and all were most friendly.
An Italian restaurant, a french bakery and a Spanish Churros emporium were the only visible shops.
One office had a sign reading “We proudly manufacture lives and minutes. Satisfying satisfied customers since 1897” .
They open at 11:00 each morning. We’ll wait.
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