“It’s the greatest thing ever,” said Collins. “It lets you live out your fantasies in a historical setting.”
“Like what?” asked Billingsley.
“You can know the joy of having a soulless factory job, of getting laid off when production moves to Mexico, of having an affair under the shadow of a dead marriage…hell, you can even drive a car that runs on gasoline!”
“What do they call it?”
“What else? Midwestworld!”