[Nothing at all like small-town, middle-of-nowhere Indiana, and it likely never will be. Does Hawkins even exist in this world? For a moment, he wonders, but then the idea is swept away again by the sight of the city, the river catching the light of the sun. Henry realizes that he simply does not care if it does.
Alec's question draws him out of his very slight reverie (no pun intended).]
It's big.
[Well. It is.]
There must be enough to do in the city to last a lifetime.
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Alec's question draws him out of his very slight reverie (no pun intended).]
It's big.
[Well. It is.]
There must be enough to do in the city to last a lifetime.