”“Route 66 doesn’t exist anymore,” Edie said quietly. “It was replaced years ago by an interstate. All this traffic is because the area has ...rown up so much lately. Some people live in Havana and work in Springfield. A lot of people go into Springfield to shop. And people just use their cars more.”She finished buttoning her blouse and continued, “Every Halloween I start out leaving the Dixie Truck Stop as if I had just gotten off work. I hang around for a little while so I can see and hear what. Do your job. This was my job. Sitting, watching people.People became videos, unfolded before me. Videos became stories. Stories became fantasies. Do your job. I began looking a little closer at the screens. They say the closer you look, the less you see. Soon, one by one, the other screens blurred out until I could only see one at a time. Ten became too many. Two became too many. Only one screen mattered, and that was the screen that had Clara on it.Sweet Clara. Clara became an interest of. She can be a right trollop ... But she’s MY right trollop. A lot of people find her quite annoying, but I think the sun shines out of her arse!”We watch various shots of them busy around the flat – getting ready for a trip – packing a small overnight bag, fixing up her make-up, drinking a coffee, etc. She is constantly leaving cupboard doors open, empty coffee cups on tables, chain-smoking and talking, non-stop. He follows her around smiling and nodding, cleaning up. This is intercut with the. One day, the landlord came in to my flat in a foul mood to collect the rent. I heard him screaming the previous day and that very day too just before he came in to my flat. So I inquired on why he’s pissed and who he’s shouting at, he told me that the widow next door is not paying the rent and giving him all the excuses. He left after taking the rent from me.That afternoon, when I was leaving to go buy some kitchen stuff, I heard a lady crying inside the flat adjacent to mine. I just left but.