Imperial Junkyard, Sunday afternoon

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Walter picked his way through the junkyard to the area he'd been directed to the last time he'd gone there. There seemed to be an endless supply of things to cut apart, and he had plenty of thinking to do while he did it.

[ooc: Open like a town thing is open. Here (a bit early) for Tyler in particular.]