o hey was there a prize for answering this ad? I already knew I loved your sense of urban planning and you just happened to expand till you bumped into my clay & flower farm and I realised, I can work and live on different planets, and yall were the dream city for breaking away from my tendancy to at best try and make a “neighborhood” with the functions I’d lump into.a big basement into separate buildings with different signs on them and other neighborhoodly things,but the mountain the clay farm was valley to gave me visions… of MADNESS and fire and lava and insane trees and ghosts and lots of tiny happy rainbow glowy spirits running around laughing and maybe an ancient old decrepit subsistence fishing/mining/vineyards town of people eeking out a life with no sense of the outside world or exploration. Fishing comes with more than enough adventure to make dark little hovels with a little firepit feel like heaven.