"Holy shit, that's a fuck ton of car pieces." There were so many broken cars all over that properly, he stared with wide eyes in utter fascination. Rusty cars under a blanket of snow, questionable decking and a falling apart façade - God, his dad would lose his mind if he knew Harry was vacationing here of all places.

"Dude, this is full blown Americana. I never thought I'd actually see a place like this." It was an experience for him, like how others might have felt in a fancy hotel. It was so foreign, it was exciting. "He's not got like... rottweilers lurking, right? Cause my blood is still crazy thin, I will bleed out and die if they bite me."