New region

London - Commencée il y a deux semaines.

Suivant la méthode de Céline concernant l'industrie et les améliorations. J'ai compris et ça marche très bien!

Je construis tous sans hôpital, école...ordonnance, juste centrales à charbon, eau et incinérateurs, pompiers pour tout le monde et police pour les residences, impôts à 9.5. Ville pauvre, polluée mais riche et très densément habitée.

J'en profite pour mettre en place le métro qui coûte très cher.

J'attends d'avoir 1.5 / 2 millions pour la sécurité quand je vais perdre de l'argent lors des métamorphoses, très vite mais sur peu de temps. (L'apparition des hauts revenus compensent vite.)

Puis je monte le impôts à 13% pour toutes les indutries sauf les high tech, prends toutes les ordonnances, sauf sur le nucléaire (inutile).

Je place hôpitaux, écoles, bilios, musées...batiments officiels, tous jolis tous beaux.

Trois stations de traitement des eaux.

Je vire TOUTES les indutries en dézonant, attends quelques temps que la pollution massive de l'air et l'eau disparaisse. Je recouvre les zones pour l'industrie et voilà: que de l'high tech ^^

Les centrales à charbon deviennent une à hydrogène. Qui s'use très vite, certes, mais je peux la mettre où je veux sans problème.

La ville se développe très vite avec des résidences, commerces à hauts revenus et que de l'high tech.

Il me reste maintenant à arriver à depasser les 25.000 de "population" d'industries high tech nécéssaires au Spacioport.




Plan en quadrillage pour tout le monde. Une autoroute en périphérique et je prévois des voies ferrées aériennes dans le centre.


Les villes, dans l'ordre de création:
Romford.

Chemford


Le système de transport, surtout le métro en quadrillage reliant les villes entre elles, représente une source de revenus presque égale au commerce ou à l'industrie. Il rembourse largement ses frais d'entretient mais soutient largement le budget. C'est pareil dans toutes les villes.

Colchester

Bromley

Barking

Sutton

Crayford

Charlton

Dartford

Blackheath

Greenwich

Lambeth

Camberwell

We need to talk...

I was hoping
Supposed Former Infatuation Junkie - Alanis Morissette


As we were talking outside it was cold we were shivering yet warmed by the subject matter my wife is in the next room we’ve been having troubles you know please don’t tell her or anyone but I need to talk to somebody
You said “wouldn’t it be a shame if I knew how great I was five minutes before I died I’d be filled with such regret before I took my last breath” and I said “ you’re willing to tell me this now and you’re not going to die any time soon”
And I said I haven’t been eating chicken or meat or anything and you said yes
But you’ve been wearing leather and laughed and I said we’re at the top of the food chain and yes you’re still a fine woman and I cringed

I was hoping I was hoping we could heal each other
I was hoping I was hoping we could be raw together

We left the restaurant where the headwaiter (in his 70’s) said “good-bye sir thank you for your business sir you’re successful and established sir we like the frequency with which you dine her sir and your money” and when I walked by he said ‘‘thank you too dear” I was all pigtails and cords and there was a day when I would’ve said something like “hey dude I could buy and sell this place so kiss it” I too once thought I was owed something

I was hoping I was hoping we could challenge each other
I was hoping I was hoping we could crack each other up

I too thought that when proved wrong I lost somehow
I too once thought that life was cruel

It’s a cycle really you think I’m withdrawing and guilt tripping you I think you’re insensitive
And I don’t feel heard and I said do you believe we are fundamentally judgmental? Fundamentally evil?
And you said yes I said I don’t believe in revenge in right or wrong good or bad you said
“Well what about the man that I saw handcuffed in the emergency room bleeding after beating his kid
And she threw a shoe at his head”
I think what he did was wrong and I would’ve had a hard time feeling compassion for him
I had to watch my tone for fear of having you feel judged.

I was hoping I was hoping we could dance together
I was hoping I was hoping we could be creamy together

Michael Landes

Hugh Jackman: 40 years and two days. Who would believe?

Smiling Scouse