This kitchen is a utilitarian expression of a communities need to feed its seed!"

In some slum land blow out, hole of a place to be"

Mitch, that attitude will get you to a shallow grave, quickly."

Threats, you always were a master with words.."

Yea go dally with your typewriter, you schmuck. I wouldnt have called you down if i’d thought you were going to be such a bother. We need hands! They are showing up in two weeks time!"

I’m here, arent I?"

might well be picking your arse, as far as I’m concerned. Did you bring your tools?"

No"

HAH!"

I though you might have yours!"

You are a joke!"

Listen Frank, I’m here to help! If you didnt need me, why call? If you needed my tools, why are you telling me NOW?!"

Shut up, lets go figure out where we are going to drain this sink."

The hall was scrawled with graffiti. The flat white paint a nuance of yesterdays attempt to cover over, but there is always tomorrow. The trash hasn’t made it to the bin, and I cant help but think of terra cotta tile.