• Lounsberg Square

The town's second most prized place, excluding Glass Lake. The streets are paved in brick here, and the little antique shops share walls with one another around a grassy area in the center of it all. Maple trees that change with the seasons are old and strong there, but their bark has cravings in them from past lovers and gang members. Benches are scattered about, but most of the time they're just too dirty to sit on. The parking meters've long ago broken, and the towns hall is there, with a big clock that never strikes at 4 o'clock but is always on time on any other hour. Most of the shops just sell misfit things, and at the beginning of every season there's a festival held to celebrate, in which people make stalls to sell items at on the streets. There are no stop lights, on stop and yield signs, so when work's letting out traffic is a bitch; but other wise it's mostly a ghost town with a few lurking old people and maybe a hobo or two.