I'll give it a go. I already know I'm nuts.
A1) Along the highway, thumbing my way to the next rural town, the rain starts to set in. Actually, it is pouring. As I pull my hood further over my head in a feeble attempt to keep the rain off my face, I see a plain paper cup which I almost stood on. It seems to be dancing: probably because of the wind blowing it to and fro.
A2) It's getting late, and there seems to be no-one around on this road - even though it is a highway. I think to myself, it is time to look for shelter.
Just as that thought crosses my mind, I see a blinking neon sign which, I think, reads: "HO EL - 1 m le". Maybe it's a hovel. Maybe not. Walking further down, I think my description of the place was more accurate.
A3) On the left of me, there's a farm. Their cobbled-together bluestone wall seems to be stretching for miles.
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