A SECRET ROUNDABOUT: IN WHAT USED TO BE 
  BRAZIL OR CHINA. FENCED IN, SECLUDED BY 
  SPECIAL PLANTS GROWING UNUSUALLY TALL.  
    SPELLED IN BY PURPOSEFUL SYMMETRY,    
     ROADS LIKE SYMBOLS, ALIGNED WITH     
  LEY LINES. DIALED IN WITH WELL-ROUNDED  
             GPS COORDINATES.             
                                          
                                 
                                          
    A DANGEROUS GAME: THE ROUNDABOUT IS   
  IMPORTANT TO SOME LARGE CONSTELLATION   
      OF INTENTS AND BUREAUCRACIES.       
  GOVERNMENTS AND COMPANIES ARE CREATURES 
     IN A WAY. YET PEOPLE SNEAK SMALL     
   BETWEEN THEIR CLAWS, AND HIDE IN THE   
     ROADSIDE BUSHES. THEY WAIT THERE.    
                                          
    VEHICLES APPROACH; THE GAME IS ON -   
    QUICKLY THE PEOPLE ASSEMBLE IN WELL   
 PRACTICED GEOMETRIES. THEIR BODIES MAKE  
  COUNTER-SPELLS ON THE ASPHALT. TRAFFIC  
   IS INSTANTLY DIVERTED, FLOWS IN SICK   
  WAYS, LIKE DOGS LET LOOSE. SYMMETRY IS  
                   LOST.                  
                                          
  CARS ARE EJECTED INTO THE GREENS. SHIPS 
     COLLIDE. THERE ARE MANY KINDS OF     
      CASUALTIES, ON BOTH SIDES. THE      
    SPELLMAKERS WILL NOT COME HOME. IT    
   SICKENS ME, THIS PHYSICAL REALITY OF   
 IT, BUT THE CAUSE IS JUST. I SNEAK BACK  
      OVER THE FENSE, HEADING SOUTH.