THE RUNNING MAN Literature 1982. Written by Stephen King. | |||||
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1 | Boondocks, U.S.A. | Urban Areas | Cities-Joke | ||
Boondocks, U.S.A. The police were deployed more heavily here, and more were coming all the time. Richards was not surprised at the swiftness and the heaviness of their crunch, despite the suddenness of his appearance. Even here, in Boondocks, U.S.A., the club and the gun were kept near to hand. The dogs were kept hungry in the kennel. The poor break into summer cottages closed for autumn and winter. The poor crash supermarts in subteen gangs. The poor have been known to soap badly spelled obscenities on shop windows. | |||||
2 | Co-Op City | Urban Areas | Cities-U.S. | ||
Co-Op City City that stood in a radiating rat warren of parking lots, deserted shops, Urban Centers, and paved playgrounds. The cycle gangs were the law here, and all those newsie items about the intrepid Block Police of South City were nothing but a pile of warm crap. | |||||
3 | Derry | Urban Areas | Cities-U.S. | ||
Derry Town in Maine. Richards stared out wonderingly, unable to drink his fill, he had slept through the other flight as if in wait for this one. The sky had deepened to a shade that hung on the borderline between royal velvet and black. Stars poked through with hesitant brilliance. On the western horizon, the only remnant of the sun was a bitter orange line that illuminated the dark earth below not at all. There was a nestle of lights below he took to be Derry. | |||||
4 | Dock Street | Transit Routes | Streets | ||
Dock Street The kid who blinked a lot went into the inner sanctum. Richards and the man with the sour voice, whose name was Jimmy Laughlin, made wary conversation. Richards discovered that Laughlin lived only three blocks away from him, on Dock Street. He had held a part-time job until the year before as an engine wiper for General Atomics, and had then been fired for taking part in a sit-down strike protesting leaky radiation shields. | |||||
5 | Drummond Street | Transit Routes | Streets | ||
Drummond Street Street in Harding where the taxi driver drops Ben off. | |||||
6 | Easy Street | Transit Routes | Streets | ||
Easy Street Joke Bradley makes: As he and Bradley spoke together, the maddening aroma of simmering ground beef, vegetables, and tomato sauce began to fill the room, driving the cabbage back into the corners and making Richards realize how hungry he was. "I could turn you in, man. I could kill you an steal all that money. Turn in the body. Get a thousand more bucks and be on easy street." | |||||
7 | Harding | Urban Areas | Cities-U.S. | ||
Harding City where Ben Reynolds was born. | |||||
8 | Harding Lake | Water | Lakes | ||
Harding Lake The inner office looked big enough to play killball in. It was dominated by a huge, one-wall picture window that looked west over the homes of the middle class, the dockside warehouses and oil tanks, and Harding Lake itself. | |||||
9 | The Lindsay Overway | Transit Routes | Thoroughfares | ||
The Lindsay Overway They touched down at 3:06, and Richards deplaned and left the airport without incident. At 3:15 the cab was spiraling down the Lindsay Overway. They crossed Central Park on a diagonal, and at 3:20, Ben Richards disappeared into the largest city on the face of the earth. | |||||
10 | Network Games Building | Structures | Buildings | ||
Network Games Building He could see the skyscrapers rising into the clouds now, high and clean. The highest of all was the Network Games Building, one hundred stories, the top half buried in cloud and smog cover. | |||||
11 | Nixon Memorial Park | Nature | Parks | ||
Nixon Memorial Park Park in Harding near the Network building. | |||||
12 | Rampart Street | Transit Routes | Streets | ||
Rampart Street Street in Harding where Ben is escorted to when leaving the Network building. | |||||
13 | Robard Street | Transit Routes | Streets | ||
Robard Street Street in Harding that Ben gives to the taxi driver. | |||||
14 | South City | Urban Areas | Cities-U.S. | ||
South City Co-Op City stood in a radiating rat warren of parking lots, deserted shops, Urban Centers, and paved playgrounds. The cycle gangs were the law here, and all those newsie items about the intrepid Block Police of South City were nothing but a pile of warm crap. | |||||
15 | Voigt Field | Structures | Sports Fields | ||
Voigt Field You're my protection, Mrs. Williams. I have to get to Voigt Field, in a place called Derry. You're going to see that I get there. | |||||
16 | West Sticksville | Urban Areas | Cities-Joke | ||
West Sticksville Here on the right, folks, we have the summer people, Richards thought. Fat and sloppy but heavy with armor. On the left, weighing in at only a hundred and thirty - but a scrappy contender with a mean and rolling eyeball - we have the Hungry Honkies. Theirs are the politics of starvation, they'd roll Christ Himself for a pound of salami. Polarization comes to West Sticksville. Watch out for these two contenders, though. They don't stay in the ring, they have a tendency to fight in the ten-dollar seats. Can we find a goat to hang up for both of them? |
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