I was in a run down, open area kind of town. There were windmill generators on top of the regular power lines. Just about everything was done on trains, the cars of which were almost like single-wide trailers. I was trying to throw together some kind of dinner but kept getting called outside.
There was some kind of plant shop that specialized in large carnivorous plants. There was a guy, not sure if he was in charge or not, but I did what he asked anyway. Mostly cuz it all made sense. I guess.
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