Welcome to Rivertown USA, where we are the cookie cutter small town like that which dots every state by the thousands. It’s a mish-mash, with no thought or planning going into its layout, each building a testament to whatever petty council members sat at the table for its time. Every bridge looks different, the streets have no rhyme nor reason, and the water slices the terrain into “us” and “them” parts of town. Just like in most of these towns, the two biggest buildings are the church and the bank, and both have similar designs on your disposable income. The statue in the town plaza represents some white guy who was in a war. Nobody in town knows the horse’s name anymore.
About the boat “race” this river has a strong current that helps the contestants along. The winner of the corporate-sponsored event wins the choice of which charity the profits from the race goes to and their name and picture in tomorrow’s issue of the now-rare small home town newspaper.
Kristian from Tales from the Mind of Kristian has tagged me for this challenge. He was tagged by the lovely Beckie of Beckies Mental Mess. This story was written for the Imagination Plantation challenge, created, I believe by Nova of Mynamaste365.
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