mind_over_metal | [continuations]

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[it made me think we might be similarly occupied...]

Well, I know that I'm not counting on it.

No--we're on our own for now.

On our own -- with a crew of carnies, a family of world-eaters and a swamp-ful of alternate universe guests.

Some of them aren't so bad.

Some of which? The guests?

Yes--some of them used to be stuck here too.

Oh, I'm well aware of that.

They obviously don't miss this place, but maybe they might want to meet the people here again.

And vice versa, from the people here. This is, after all, the land of never letting go.

Maybe the bonds forged under Camp's special brand of adversity are rather strong.

Adversity and unresolved romantic yearning.

. . . That too.