I swear to God that I'm never writing a fiction based in real world settings again. Too much time is spent trying to find oddly specific items. It wasn't so bad in T7H since it was a completely fictionalized version of Philadelphia. In fact, I rather enjoyed it.
Not the case in The Harbinger. Is there a bus stop there or not, Jim? Is there or isn't there!? Ugh.
Not to say that I don't like having bits and pieces of reality flow through what I'm doing, but when it becomes a hindrance it's a bit annoying. What if I want a bus stop there? I mean I guess I could. I've twisted the interiors of all the buildings I've incorporated into the books, so why not random locations?
Because no. That's why.