Holy shit, I missed this thread.
The battle of the Shit-Stirrers!
Hurry, hurry, hurry, step right up, right here in the center ring!
One crazy, one maybe less so, can you decipher the intent?
Vote you're choice with the coupon off your popcorn or Cracker Jacks box.
Did this cause Lamplighter drive off in a shiny new Snit?
The Cellar is like a coffee shop? Like a family of crazy relatives? Like a community?
Hell no, more like a city... not Gotham mind you, but a genuine bigger than a town, city.
Wandering around you see things that are familiar and reassuring. Sometimes you'll see things that are disgusting or disturbing.
Sometimes it depends on your mood. The city looks different on the way home from work if it's been a good day or bad day.
You might see the cop tell a guy to empty his pockets and seeing they were empty, give the guy a couple bucks for food. Yo, internet... could happen.
Or maybe the happy drunk who waves at people, cars, busses, trashcans, puking up what looks like green sewer rat. Eww, grossed out... but safe.
In the Cellar you're safe... however you're ego, pride, and pedestal, are on their own.
Damn, I missed my chance to be a link in the chain.