Librarianon

With the reputation I have, I could probably get started on a sim; it’s not that expensive.

I haven’t the faintest how to do so, nor the faintest where to start, so I do the first thing that comes to mind and ask someone at The Alley Cat where they’d go to start seeing more of the world. The person I ask shrugs and gestures behind them toward a door set in the wall. I’d assumed it led out to a patio out back or something, a sign above it reads “Infinite Café#06f4e37a — Thanks For Stopping By!”

Nothing for it. I step through the door.

And immediately fall to my knees.

The street I walk out onto is far more packed than Old Town Square, yes, but it also seems to go on pretty much forever. The further down the street I look, the more it seems to rise until, sure enough, it rises right up into the sky and continues around in a loop until back where I am. So large is the diameter of this loop that the street above me looks like a shimmering thread draped lazily across the dazzling blue sky.

“What the fuck…”

There’s a laugh beside me, and I look up to someone towering above me, offering a hand to help me stand. They’re tall — taller even than I was back phys-side — with long hair that sits between frizzy and curly, and a rather chic looking tee to go with a pair of what look to be scrub pants. Messenger bag. Glasses. They’re delightfully gender. Visibly and effortlessly transfeminine. “Come, stand. It is a lot, is it not?”

“Uh…yeah,” I say, wobbling up to my feet with their assistance. Looking around shows me people. People and people and people. Across the street: another café, stuffed to the brim with people. Down the street: yet another coffee shop, a furry of some sort staring longingly at a display of pastries within. “What the hell is this place?”

“Infinite Café.” They chuckle, not unkindly. “Every café sim on Lagrange is invited to have a back door that opens onto this street. You could walk for a month here and still not see half of the cafés on offer.”

“Jesus.”

“There are…ah, looks like fifty-eight cafés with Jesus in their name, yes.”