That row is just showing old days’ prosperous footprint for sightseeing tourists, but with grazed shining mirror ball, old used game machines or so are roughly put beside the street, sometimes large tracks are passing for evading highway for communing and transporting many supplies and materials in being involved with traffic congestion. But for its object unexpectedly crowded with many cars and trailers, but at least one car or so must never stop nor park for recessing as that row which has nothing but absence of any attracting things.
To that row, only further seashore’s gulf’s roar and waving sound, and passing cars’ engine sound, sometimes stray cats’ battle for keeping range of influence mutually.

But that row was once upon a time so famous for its hot springs and motels or hotels, but after high speedy economical progress, many visitors and employees around its row had dispersed away from there, sometimes young lady and her child without her daddy’s crying voice in an especial circumstance as parting the whereabout they used to live, and stray dogs’ roaring at midnight, but anytime there smells sulfur drifting around the row.
That place’s soil is colored with yellow, but it’s so dully whitened seems to be so dried.
And old women or men’s small talk with their shared table used to be used at motel or hotel now are closed, at lunchtime or evening time with their small supper.

But that row is next to forests and a little further there is a mine, furthermore, beaches and sea opened to ocean.
That geographical condition is if it was taken it into our estimation, never so wrong, in other words, all the town needs to get is probably the human power to redevelop, but that sort of man is never coming there, only it is the left issue to the row.

Thus, if some good developer would take notice of it, rather town going downhill must be recovered and resurrect to these zones of that area, many visitors would visit there, but so far, any outstandingly good customers have never visited.

That town has sometimes crows’ gatherings at early morning and evening time for getting leftover of old people’s supper or so and a few restaurants for long distanced track drivers for lunch, that income for them costs only life of old wife and husband, then never so many drivers barely visited there.

At the row, one day so young man was coming, he was escaping from convoy to jail by policemen driving and restraining to him in one small police car, but he claimed that his left hand was painful, and wanted to be lessened his bound handcuff, but he as soon as police officer’s favor to loosen his restrain with his left hand, he violently hit and kick the police officer beside his back seat sitting next to him, and he successfully opened the door beside him and he as that situation was, ran away from convoying car of police station, just prior to departure to jail, he escaped from all restraint by his arresting police.

He was suspect being charged of attempted raping with his colleague young lady at the work of his and her, as gas station.

He all nighttime walked to mountainous deviating his convoying scheduled highway to another roundabout route to mountaintop to foot of its mountain beside the seashore. And in its process, he reached to that row’s zone, at midnight he saw only darkened black darkness, only with wild boar’s growling or wild birds’ howling.
But after dawn, he arrived there with no risk to be re-arrested by police officers, coz he deliberated his plan to escape from police’s restraining, in police station, prior to his escaping he tried to make his convoying officer never doubt him and out of the blue he violently hit and kick him.
His fist confined police station was close to foot of that mountain. But destination of his convoyed locomotion as jail was reversed direction to his runaway making route at midnight, his attacking and escaping was practiced at evening just before complete setting of the sun.

But first seeing row at early morning made him have an idea that its zone was so appropriate to hide himself from police’s chasing to re-arrest him.
He made up his mind to stay that zone for a while prior to going to further distanced area, shaking off police’s tailing with his freeing footprint, but he carefully attempted never to leave any this for police officers.
He sighed once and to seen row, he made his step being in exhaustion cheered up again for arriving there.
(to be continued)
(Nov. 11th. 2019)

Note; This story would be joined together previously written stories as described essay tasted poetry or short novel tasted one. Since next released article, that plan would be done.