The Adventures of Buttman: The Streets

Please, help. One letter can make all the difference.

Please, help. One is the loniest number.

When everyone has left Elphia for the weekend (which sometimes happens, although not too much anymore, thank the Universe) the streets get very, very quiet. You may imagine quiet to try to get some comparable idea. Think about the vacuum of space. It's like that except quieter. Any noise is like the universe collapsing back in on itself. Loneliness is lonely.