anytown silentbob The antonym of a big city, the smaller, quieter town, where working class men and women pray to the church of labor. Industry and finance, recession and day-to-day, the friendliness you notice in_a_quieter_city you do not notice in a bigger one. They say hello to each other there. There is less murder. There is alcohol and affairs and smaller schools with kids who aren't afraid to walk home by themselves. The sister cities of Algona, IA, Allentown, PA, Blue Earth, MN, Boise, ID, Cedar Rapids, IA, Clare, MI, Denton, TX, Dixon, IL, Elizabethtown, KY, Estherville, IA, Fremont, CA, Kearney, NE, Lebanon, MO, Lisle, IL, Mankato, MN, Scranton, PA, Stamford, CT, West Bend, IA and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on. 101011 ... silentbob The anatomy of anytown consists of a grid of streets, a municipal facility, a glut of law offices, one hospital, one strip of fast food restaurants, a truckstop nestled between two giant sloping green hills with dusty runoff. There is a school. There are two churches: one Methodist, one Catholic. Rows and rows of houses. When the summer ends there is an aftershock_emotion like the death of a partner. An inner death. There is a Walmart, a Target. A grocery store with a parking lot that in the winter forms a giant snow pile that the school children make forts out of, sledding ramps, now people. There is a no-passenger train station with a depot depositing sundries. There is sprawl. There are subdivisions where bankers and doctors and lawyers live with sloping sub-streets that ice over in the winter. There is a snap frost. There is a hard wind. There is a ghost voice, just underneath. 101011 what's it to you? who go blather from