720days

Maybe someone just purchased this particular square of pavement and plans on populating it with ants.

Maybe I need to pay the owner for landing here. How many squares until I pass Go?

Or maybe they dreamed of living in Boston. In Back Bay. On this street.

So they picked a patch of ground and made it theirs.

They marked their plot with a little green house from a Monopoly set.

Like some sort of charm for the future.

And then I came along and pocketed it.