A sculpture. It seems to want Me to take it to my leader. Where to begin.
A funny little theater. I do not think that I would want to be anywhere around it in a lightning storm.
An amazing shrinking amusement park for the very easily amused. Used to be a fun place when it was gloriously tacky, now it's all gentrified, kind of like the nearby Reservoir. They take all the fun away with all their wonderful progress and over organization and regimentation of nature. When you take a walk in the woods the last thing you want to see is a wastebasket or rustic little signs that label everything, what you crave is a true sylvan interlude.
