"True. Could've assumed people would want real apartments, though. Doesn't matter to me," says he-of-the-trailer-life. "School for the kids' there, right? And they're using it as a makeshift City Hall."

A block's not bad. It's so strange to be enclosed but not know the surrounding area like the back of his hand, to not have wilderness to comb through. "It's been a long time since I've spent any time in a city. It feels claustrophobic now." Real, real cramped.

"Yeah," he agrees, "we'll have to spend tomorrow figuring the less pressing matters out. As for our place... High up as we can get, agreed?"