Undulating like a reptile up the cold steel and hugging the wall....
Oliver was climbing up the rickety steel scaffolding grasping to boxes with electric cables going in them on the wall so as not to fall but he was concerned about getting shocked at the same time, up up he went......
Before that he was driving around in a late 40's sedan with surface rust on it and only one wheel and tire on the left front... it was in rough shape... he went across the street old U.S. One to buy a bus ticket.. but his father wearing a flannel shirt found him first, he was happy and pleased to see him ... so he had no need after that because he would just catch a ride with him you see?..... His father was glad to see him always was....
So anyway Oliver leaned way out holding on with a strong grip and the whole mess fell backwards scaffolding and all from way up on high into a big shiny pile of Junk... Stuff that sort of looked initially valuable but was actually chrome plated plastic.... rubbish.... eye candy... that soon fades.... after the presents are opened.... kind of junk.
He thought if he fell he would be injured but fortunately he was not... miraculously he got up walked across the street and into the old hotel... an all run down creepy place... he opened the door to one room and it was all black inside.. he went to turn on the light because he wanted to see.. but it was broken... he decided not to venture further it spooked him.
He went out of doors and thought maybe that is it to 'breath free'.
Climbing To Dizzying Heights To Just Breath Free.................
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