A long wooden bridge one car lane wide. Seen its better days. You notice a couple monopoly game pieces on the wooden rail. The moonlight on the water is pretty. Someone made a rope net that descends below into the water. Cigarette butts on the nooks of the bridge. Spots where people tried to burn it down. The peaceful feeling you've been having here is stronger now. You feel like you are healing from the atoms on out. A good feeling.
In the stump at the end of the bridge there's some coins inserted into the grooves of the wood. The pennies are rusted over. You empty your pocket of your change, pressing them into the wooden grooves one by one. Ahead is a grassy path leading to a second bridge. This one is mostly a burnt skeleton frame. You feel drawn to it.