A North-Westerly Town

A North Westerly town It was an okay town when you got to know the place a well-lit main road a hospital in one end and the docks at the other end. it was equality sat in system everyone had the right to a small house made of bricks, this led to a maze of housing with roads so narrow it only had place for bikes, the fire department used bikes with a motor and a hanger for hoses. The police used roller skates which the citizens were forbidden to use. In between the narrow housing, the were small cafes, shops and a place for, mostly men could get a massage. If you got lost, all you had to ask for the main road everyone knew where it was. The language sounded like the sea slapping at the molos built to keep the town from flooding. I nearly got lost once I had asked for direction to the boulevard as it was called, but I turned south instead of north and ended up near the hospital and since I was in a hurry hired a bike rickshaw and got down to the docks just in time before my ship, that was slipping its mooring I had to jump to get on board.