Five Hundred and Sixty-Eight Connectors. Part 1 [Thanks to Kakamihara Nadeko's Leader III]
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Wesley Street is a bottom-up street.
One end of the street is connected to the vibrant and low-altitude industrial south area of the new district, and the other end is connected to the old central north area surrounded by three mountains and full of rich people.
Wesley Street, paved with flagstones, connects the two, from low to high, as if going back from the present to the past.
The street is bustling.
Climbing up the steps, both sides of the street are brightly colored and compact wooden houses with two or three floors.
Their structures are mostly similar.
Stores are opened on the first floor, and people live on the second floor. If there are three floors, it is to accommodate many people.
The types of shops are also very boring, many taverns, many bakeries, occasionally hotels and grocery stores are sandwiched in the middle, and occasionally there are gambling houses and wandering warblers sandwiched in the gaps.
Their patrons are the poor and abundant workers of the South Side.
Art, music, beauty, space are meaningless things to those who toil without a few pennies a day, seeking only one thing, which they must afford.
The demands of customers create a monster-like downstreet. The closer you get to the southern district, the messier it becomes. The doorways of every store are filled with shelves.
A good four-car avenue is squeezed into a two-car alley. Horse-drawn carriages do not want to pass Wesley Street. Walking on the narrow alley, the driver will always be unable to restrain the horrible illusion of being digested.
At exactly two o'clock in the afternoon, a carriage stopped at the intersection of Lower Wesley Street.
A tall and straight gentleman jumped out of the car, wearing a tuxedo, a top hat, a wig showing a little silver light at the brim, and holding a long black umbrella that was folded in his hand, even if the sun was shining, he took it for granted.
Fashion full of British elements like this can be seen everywhere in Boston, but it is rare now. Since the upper class fled the United States, the British style has become dazzling here, so avoid it if you can.
It's just that this gentleman is obviously special, he doesn't care about the maliciousness around him, he walks around the car with an umbrella, and opens the car door unhurriedly.
A slender leg protruded from the carriage, and the shiny pointed shoes stepped on the steps, and the trouser legs bulged into a round curve. Followed by the hand, the slender fingertips are painted with bright red nails, softly resting on the gentleman's welcoming palm.
A woman came out with a swallow tail, breeches, and a luxurious knight sword on her waist. Her long fiery red hair was tied into a ponytail, and a top hat was pressed on the ponytail. The barrel of the hat was much shorter than that of a gentleman.
Even though she was purely dressed in men's clothing, no one would regard her as a man. Her curves show the pride of being a woman, her slender and long phoenix eyes are erratic, and her squinting glance can hook people's souls.
Click.
Katerina's leather shoes stepped on the potholed stone floor, and she lost her balance for a moment, and Zhu Lip was about to fall down with a sigh.
Lorraine's palm immediately exerted strength, grabbed Katerina's hand and lifted it up, and the umbrella leaning on the ground also turned sideways at some point, properly supporting her waist and helping her regain her body balance.
Katerina sat down depressed: "I can't even stand firmly, can high-heeled shoes really highlight your temperament?"
Lorraine smiled and let go of her hands: "Theoretically speaking, standing on tiptoe can make the back more straight, not only can lengthen the legs, but also force people to raise their chest and buttocks. Judging from the effect, Carmen is not aimless."
"But if you can't stand still, it will only make you stoop, won't you?"
"Women have a much better sense of balance than men. Since men can fight in high heels, women have no reason to be unsteady."
"Also..." Katerina reached out and took Lorraine's arm, "Captain, how far do we have to swagger like this?"
"Evelyn's natural breath is at the end of Wesley's upper street, near the lower street, and it's about 500 meters away from here." Lorraine recalled Henna's description, "Actually, I prefer this road It can be longer, the longer we swagger, the easier it is for the eyes on both sides of the road to be exposed.”
"In that case, wouldn't it be better to walk slowly?"
Lorraine glanced at Katerina's high-heeled shoes strangely: "Don't worry about it,
Really don't need to be deliberate..."
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There is an ancient term in this world called "division of labor and cooperation". It seems to be a chicken soup for mutual profit, but it actually describes the essence of society, that is, the prerequisite for cooperation lies in the division of labor.
The division of labor enables people to have a clear position and know what they should do and what they should not do, so that people can save their energy in the right position to specialize in the full-time job, create value for "everyone" while enjoying the achievements of others with peace of mind.
It is precisely because of this that the division of labor is great. It breaks the inherent loneliness of higher organisms, and at the same time successfully takes care of the natural selfishness of wisdom while integrating, making people addicted to it and unable to stop.
"The only question is, who will lead?"
Behind the floor-to-ceiling windows on the third floor of a certain hotel, Carmen played with a wine glass and said to Henna with the corners of her lips curled up.
The room they were in had a perfect view because they were standing on the line between Lower Wesley Street and Upper Street.
The boundary is the first horizontal alley from the bottom to the top of the whole street, where the houses are separated by a distance of more than four meters, stretching straight out, the side of the lower street is full of wine bottles and wooden boxes, Glittering white hedges and lawns.
Hana lifted the curtain to look at the flow of people in the side alley, turned her head, and met Carmen's expectant eyes.
"Are you waiting for me to ask questions?" Hana asked strangely.
"Isn't that normal!" Carmen exclaimed angrily, "Although I don't intend to play tricks, why did Lorraine want to pull Laixide's braid? Do you really understand the calculation here?"
"I don't understand." Henna looked back at the street scene and said it as a matter of course, "Lorraine said that he wanted to find out Laixide's minions, then find out, there is no need for any reason."
Carmen opened her mouth incomprehensibly: "So you are a boring woman."
"In the eyes of most people, women who like to get to the bottom of things are even more boring."
"To get to the bottom of it, you need to keep asking questions. I rarely ask questions, so sorry, this is called tacit understanding."
"Heh, heh, heh..."
"That redheaded woman is hot!"
"Wearing men's clothing, could it be that master's secretary?"
"Evil rich pig, it must be very comfortable to lie on her!"
"One latte, two puffs! Hahahahahahahaha!"
A group of dirty children ran noisily under the window, which caught Heina's eyes, and saw Katerina holding Lorraine's arm across the street, from the lower street to the upper street.
This pair of beauties aroused a lot of attention on the street, but although there were many people chasing and watching, there were hardly any who behaved strangely.
Hai Na frowned slightly, and asked in a low voice, "Is there anything worthy of attention?"
"Caterina is really cool in men's clothing." Carmen yawned by the window, "I only saw it once in Miami, and that time she was going on a date with Valrhona."
Heina doesn't like the expression of Carmen carrying private goods, she just needs to say "I didn't find it", but she insists on adding "I don't care that Katerina and Lorraine are together".
Is monopoly really that important?
Hana grinned lightly, a reflection of a wine bottle suddenly flashed in front of her eyes.
Her pupils shrank, and on the opposite side of the window, she could only see the heavy curtains.
"Xavier, who is our neighbor?"
"Neighbor?" Carmen thought for a while, "Lucas Winery, a three-story building built in 1753, the landlord is an Irish pioneer, and has access to Scotch whiskey."
"The third floor." Hana pointed straight ahead through the curtains, "Is the third floor the landlord's family or guests?"
"Who knows? The time to collect intelligence is limited, we only know that he did not rent out."
"I'll take a look." Henna put on her hood and opened the door, "Should I call two sailors in? You can't even hold a dagger, and a thief could kill you."
"Thank you for your kindness!" Carmen raised her head proudly, "Let them keep guarding outside the door, not everyone can watch a lady's lazy afternoon!"
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