April 6th, 2035
My Apartment, MidCity
Dear Diary,
It's been almost two weeks since the Easter Day Massacre at the Harlen Park Parade. They finally got the bloodstains off the sides of the buildings.
Took 'em long enough.
The news reported that it was a minor scuffle between two factions of wanna-be X-Men, so there wasn't anyone to arrest specifically.
My parents used to tell me, before Superpeople were put into categories of 'Hero' and 'Villain', gang related fights among them were common.
That was what? Thirty years ago?
I guess that's why it took so long for the mess to get cleaned up.
Had there been a sponsored Hero present, PepsiCo would have it all polished and new in a couple days. Instead, the metro station was a wreck until four days ago. We had to clamber over blown-out chunks of concrete and uprooted trees, like some sort of LSD induced ants.
Man, the city workers are slow.
I hate they moved the coffee shop into that neighborhood. It was safer back in the slums. Stupid, greedy owners. Some obscure chick in purple calling herself 'Nightingale' say she likes our coffee once. Suddenly we're "hip".
Fuck hip. How about alive?
If I hadn't inherited my parents apartment, I'd still be living in the outskirts. I don't think living this close to the inner city is worth it, especially after what happened here...
Those PepsiCo robots did a great job though.
The whole building is brand new again. They even added crown molding in the bedrooms...
And it's pretty quite, with so few neighbors. The building is slowly filling up again. The Manager said we're at 50% occupancy now.
One of my regulars, Joey Zand, (or, as he tips me extra to call him, 'The Zand Man') claims the city is secretly paying for people on the outskirts of town, to refill the city center.
They should just give up selling the condos above the designer stores on 3rd by Squared Avenue. Put cardboard cut-outs of people in the windows instead. At least the death toll would go down.
Not like it'll get destroyed less often. They're rebuilding it monthly now.
All the trees lining the road are synthetic too, screwing into place. The real ones kept exploding.
I'm surprised though. I didn't think we had a problem with occupancy after the great Japanese O.M.D.O.J. Immigration Act of 2029.
Those guys keep showing up by the boat and plane loads. You can't blame them. Godzilla is nesting in the middle of Tokyo.
A couple guys argue about the Over-sized Monster thing at least once a week.
It's a pretty popular topic.
Probably because they haven't come here yet...
For some reason, drunk men think it's funny to act out the first, historic Godzilla battle with Anguirus. They round up all the pint glasses and little bottles of salt and pepper.
It usually leads to a big mess; sometimes a brawl. All which I get to clean up... Thanks guys...
I think they're wrong about Godzilla and his kind. He's not there defending Tokyo. In fact, I've seen the way he stumbles around Narita on MetroPrime News1. Looks like the guys who leave Bunsen and Beaker after last call-
He's just an animal... Who doesn't want to share his sake.
Anyway, it's 2pm. Time for bed. I have another double at the bar tonight, then coffee shop tomorrow.
There are no sirens going off. Hopefully it stays that way.
Cheers for a tomorrow,
Penny
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