Fliers and posters were the bane of downtown Levall. There were kiosks for fliers on most downtown corners, but the college students who papered the t...wn nightly sometimes got creative. He unlocked the glass door.The late-November wind cut through him as he ripped the posters down. Somebody in a passing car whistled. Scott grinned, he was barefoot and wearing only a pair of running shorts – on Main Street.He looked at the posters. They were promoting a 'battle of the bands' contest at one of. They had dragged the ATV into the cave, and had parked it beside the drone. Over the winter, everything useful had been stripped off it and set aside, or packed up in a plastic storage containers. Five solid rubber tires, mounted on the ATV’s wheels, would allow me to build at least two carts, and possibly a wheelbarrow. We’d have to see about that last one. First there was the task of manufacturing axles for the wheels to be mounted on; and, again, the problem was braking.Naturally I started. But for now she was all alone, just her fingers exploring known paths in all new ways. One of the greatest mysteries in life was how doing the same thing she had been doing for years could feel different, new and exciting each and every time. Not that she was complaining, it was one of the few things keeping her sane, together with pulling the trigger of her rifle and the taste of beef jerky.With all civilized activities a thing of the past Sarah had zero regrets satisfying primal instincts. I also told her that in Mumbai since one has to commute too much ladies were dresses other than saris and he should buy couple of good dresses, to Shallu. I offered her Rs. 5000/ – and him to go to market . He said he is tired and told me to go to market along with Shallu. I took Shallu to a dept. store in Dadar and selected some of the short dresses which were enough to hide her ass cheeks and some transparent undergarments .Then I took her to the trial room and asked her to check them in.