Tale of a visitor to a fictional city Ravicka where the language incorporates dance & movements. The city features ancient ruins, secret societies, a peculiar literary culture, a downtown, an insurance district, & serviceable public transit. Sleeping outside (e.g. on a bench) is generally accepted, despite the city experiencing a population drain & many buildings stand empty. The reason for the departure of many of Ravicka's citizens is the mystery that the visiting narrator investigates throughout most of the book. I feel like any number of elements in event factory can be interpreted multiple ways. The yellow light and the choking brown smoke that none of the Ravickians want to talk about remind me of ignoring things we're all choking on as we try get on with our lives. Maybe that's not it at all. Maybe it's about some places and things just not being for everybody, or not every problem having an answer for you to find. Or perhaps Event Factory is about being a tourist at home and abroad. I wish I had Black Futures at hand so I could remember what they said about Event Factory. Seems like a good book to read while on a trip. Kind of reminds me of the Joe Frank episode titled “A Tour of the City”.