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Post by scotland on Jan 27, 2013 1:08:45 GMT -5
It was one of those days. The streets were relatively cleared, the sidewalks shoveled and salted. Scotland could skate without too much trouble. And so he did. Down to the businesses where there were stairs and railings. Although he was warned quite a few times to stay off of them. Eventually he found himself at the old movie theater. It was basically abandoned, since nothing had moved into it. He went up the handicap ramp and stopped with a satisfying skid by the doors.
They were cloudy from ice that had accumulated. Scotland rubbed a hole in one and looked inside. They had stairs and rams and lots of things that people just left when the theatre did. He took a peek at the padlock on the door. If he could break in somehow, this would be a fun day. He headed around to circle the building once more. Everything was locked up tight though. So he returned to the spot he'd been and sat down to think again.
He needed something to break it. Or someone to pick the lock. Something about today just cried out for shenanigans.
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