SHADOW AND BITCH

Do you see it? What? Jonah asked. Do you see the heart?

No, I see the destruction caused by sellouts like you that couldn't accept anarchy. Sure, whatever, artist. I replied. I always said artist instead of asshole, sometimes horse, because horses are assholes.

Seriously, there is a blast shadow shaped like a heart. You can see the other pedestrian's shadows on either side, but what were these two people doing that their blast shadow looks like a heart?

Probably some Amazon shopping dance. The horse replied.

Holy fucking shit! Jonah said as he reached down to pick up a heart shaped locket from the dirt.

I hit him hard with a full body tackle that took us both into a thick hemlock bush.

You may be an anarchist, but you aren't dying on my watch! Fuck! Jonah groaned and carefully got up out of the bush. Thanks dickhead. The horse realized the SI base units: m2⋅s−2, the REM in metal in this area could be fatal. You don't touch radioactive metal.

Maybe they were Mimes. The locket could have been part of their show. Jonah piped. His near death experience seemed to have lifted his mood.

It would be cool to see if the locket still held a photo, but we don't have the gear. I thought out loud.

Seriously? Your LL Bean fucking Radkit hiking shit doesn't have some shield tongs to mess with artifacts? Jonah quipped.

The horse hated that LL Bean thrived after the missile fiasco. Of the 550 major world cites got reduced to 300, the word functioned the same within a few years. The major cities are gone, but much of what Jonah hates still exists. Amazon, governments, taxes, racism, and fast food. LL Bean happened to be in the right location, far away from NYC.

Actually, artist, it did, but I left it to take two backup RIIDs. (Radiation Isotope Identification Device)

Fucking Boyscout. Jonah grumbled. Why did we come here?

I just want to see the past and walk down memory lane a little. You wanted to get some kind of artistic inspiration. ( I suspect he was inspired by the good looking artist we met that mentioned she would be hiking the same city and staying at the lead hotel by Lafayette Square.)

Holy shit! We both gasped and dove behind a monument as a drone dropped two armored Russian troop carriers from 30,000 feet in seconds. We barely had time to comprehend the noise and the visual together. This was bad, very bad for us and the Survivorate.