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Sleestack General Hospital
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Where do Sleestacks go when they get sick, or perhaps injured by a dinosaur or filthy human?
To the Sleestack General Hospital in Tacoma, WA. Note the splendid Sleestack design that invokes the Lost City. The Round Windows and the Carved out of Rock look. Inside are the latest in ancient Sleestack crystal technology. And patients are treated with cold unemotionalism and not the least bit of sympathy, just like Mom.
If you are in Tacoma, and have been say, Mauled by a Bear, and you’re a Sleestack… well, where better to go?
(No Humans, Please.)
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