Wilford does not understand. He will never understand. He does not particularly want to understand.

So he just drives, out of the hills and into the city. Once in Richman, the streets try to straighten out, but really all that happens is stop and start traffic gets added to the twists and turns. This is an area of high-rise condos, fancy hotels with Michelin Star chefs, and obscene mansions.


Wilford hates everything about it.