Chapter 11
poor loving soil
flowers bloom in dark places
wet with happy tears
My last drop off in Chalinex City wasn't far from the precinct. I came back through the middle-class suburbs, heading south this time rather than back west. I would have thought that coming back into the grime of the city from the ‘burbs would have been unpleasant, but after seeing Nestra Laroche’s home I felt dirty in a way I couldn’t shake. At least here in the city the corruption was clearly visible. The Suburbs were clean and beautiful but their money was dirty in every sense of the word. Even their location spoke of entitlement: storms on this part of Renga almost always flowed in from the Northeast, which meant that the rich neighborhoods got watered and washed first, the clouds picking up dust and poll
