Old Haunts β€” Vignettes and Visions from the City of Lovat

Old Haunts: Services Suspended

πŸ“ West Lovat Warren
πŸŒƒ Level Three
πŸ•¦ Late Night

“West Lovat was a bedroom community. Many of the city’s workers lived there, taking the monorail into the city in the morning and drifting home at night.”

β€”Waldo Bell, Gleam Upon the Waves


Visit Previous Haunts:

Lucky Star

πŸ“ Denny Lake Warren
πŸ™ Level Four
πŸ•™ Midmorning

Rhapsody

πŸ“ King Station Warren
πŸŒ† Level Four
πŸ•– Early Evening

Serenade on Two

πŸ“ Martello Warren
πŸŒƒ Level Two
πŸ•š Late Night


Local Service

πŸ“ Martello Warren
πŸ™ Level Four
πŸ• Mid-Day

Licensed Dir. Agents

πŸ“ Unknown Warren
πŸŒƒ Level Three
πŸ•š Late Night

Happy Auseil

πŸ“ Hickman-Franklin Warren
πŸŒƒ Level Three
πŸ• Early Morning


Title Card for "Social Climber" a Lovatine Vignette of a man riding a public lift

Social Climber

πŸ“ Frink Park Warren
πŸ™ Between Level Four & Five
πŸ•œ Early Afternoon

Title Card for "Order Up" a Lovatine Vignette of a neon sign flashing behind the espresso machine in a coffee shop

Order Up

πŸ“ Shantak Coffee
🚒 Deck Three
πŸ•˜ Mid-Morning

All of Me

πŸ“ Wilcox Warren
πŸŒ‡ Level Four
πŸ•’ Morning


Red-Light Nite

πŸ“ West Lovat Warren
πŸŒƒ Level Three
πŸ•¦ Late Night


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Credits:

β€œYellow Dog Blues” by Bessie Smith & Her Blue Boys
Other audio from Freesounds, special thanks to: el-bee, erh, joedeshon, johnsonbrandedediting, joseaguldelo, mickdow, nahlin83, ngruber, rabbydaw, and reznik-krkovicka


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Old Haunts β€” Vignettes and Visions from the City of Lovat

Old Haunts: Local Service

πŸ“ Martello Warren
πŸ™ Level Four
πŸ• Mid-Day

“I leaned my head against the monorail window and watched buildings flash past. I felt sick, lost, and lonely. I was terrified. I had started to shake after collapsing into my seat. Too focused on fleeing, I had skipped buying a ticket. I hoped the conductor was feeling lazy and wouldn’t pass through the car.”

β€”Waldo Bell, The Stars Were Right


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Study Related Ephemera:
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Credits:

Audio from Freesounds, special thanks to: emirdemirel, epicdude959, erh, ianstargem, kwahmah-02, miastodzwiekow, mycompasstv, nahlin83, nathan45100, trautwein, and yuval

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