The Mexican Wave had lived in this city his whole life.  
And he'd seen every last inch. 
Except one. 
Well, actually many - but they were all in the one place. 
The Last Alley. 
Off he went!
And uh oh! There was trouble there. A Ghost attack!
The Ghosts are a notorious F-City gang. They can barely be seen until they strike. They wail and terrify. They scatter your things everywhere. If you find them within 24 hours, you can have them back. 
They are motivated only by the haunt. 
Mex didn't know what hit him. He fell hard. 
It wasn't like him to lose the upper hand. 
And now his lucky watch was missing! His grandfather's watch! And the Ghosts were gone.
Tick tock Mexi, gotta find it!.
He went to the Mayor's office.
Not to see the Mayor. 
To break in!
Oh no Mexi, are you a criminal now too?
Nonsense. The corrupt Mayor of F-City owns the biggest news network in history (or at least in screen size), and the F-City police is famously unders

See "Changed around midnight" just rolls off the tongue
I may be the loudest but I'm not the one
Just keep looking City; your hero will come
For I'm just a space captain caught on the run
A girl with a twirl says I bought her a pearl?
She's all but forgotten in my little world
It's lightning that calls me away from the pain
"I love you" just gets washed away with the rain
Still, a garden or two and a globe would be nice
A cigar and a wife and whate'er other vice
But that's not for sale, not for me, not for keeps
There's a stir in the night as the ladyfair sleeps
A new day dawns and the sky is all changed
The space captain's gone, but it's nothing deranged
A captain is doomed both for now and for then
To change around midnight again and again

Once upon a time
You and I
Became the smoke in a saxophone song
In a starry still-wet city
In a moment
That didn't quite happen
So much as it was imagined
I sleep and imagine it again

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How can you be a time traveller and have no time?
This question always irritated our top-time-traveller Sylvester Wintercoat. He also had no patience for people calling him by his full name and preferred to be called Silver.
Wouldn't you?
You may recall from previous tales that Silver has affiliated himself with a magnificent group called Operation Universifix, whose files you are of course reading, and whose goal is to travel through time fixing all manner of mishaps that, for whatever reason, keep leading to the premature destruction of the universe.
This happens to be a tale from his early days there, shortly after the incident with the werewolves, as it is known.
Now, you'd think that, being a time traveller who needs a break, there would be all the time in the timeiverse to go away for a hundred years and come back after a nice holiday. Especially since Operation Pharmaceutifix has produced all sorts of potions for preventing aging and the other gotc

Me and RP got on the last meteor to the planet Lavablob.
A wise choice?
No idea.
Lavablob is called Earth these days by the cool kids; but way back then, Lavablob was all rocks and lava and nowhere to sit.
The meteor-journey was ass-long and the planet looked completely different from the brochure by the time we got there; not to mention the name change.
But it was fun on the way -- we spent most of the trip in frozen stasis. At least we were supposed to.
We would sneak out onto the rock some nights and play tricks.
Frozen passengers have a high tolerance for getting flung overboard.
(It was an accident!)
We figured out how to steer the meteor too,
That probably extended the trip a bit.
The AI robot pilot didn't care. He was robo-drunk half the time. The three of us played a whole lot of cards and sang badly into the spacey night.
Comets and nebulas were our audience; we had a radio-telescope to listen to them applaud.
We made a deal with robo-dude not to have our memories erased like