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Welcome to BoothvilleSomewhere in an unnamed country, lies a small town that many people know nothing about. Surrounded by hills and mountains to the north, forest to the west, ocean to the east and swamps to the south, the little town remains undisturbed, completely self-sufficient and safe from the horrors of the rest of the world.Welcome to Boothville
A grand, nine-storey castle looms large from a hill to the north, overlooking the rest of the town, casting a shadow over the vineyards of the foothills. The shaman’s hut rests at the end of the largest field, a dilapidated little tent that the vineyard owners wish would move.
Two large housing estates
by ~michaelritchie200
Coops Cakes and Booth BooksThe sun beat down on Boothville as I strutted across the cobbles of a back street in town. People scurried about, some nodding and smiling as I passed, others too busy with their own business to notice me. Looking up, I saw a camera watching the street. For some reason, it didn’t make me feel concerned. It made me feel safe, protected, watched by a friend. I resisted the urge to blow it a kiss.Coops Cakes and Booth Books
I stopped outside a bakery – Coops Cakes written in curly green lettering on the shop front – and pressed my nose against the window. There were rows upon rows of cakes, biscuits and other treats. Little gingerbread men all
by ~michaelritchie200
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