Where?


And exactly where is here? you ask. I'll tell you to the best of my disability.

I come from the plains of the everliving, in all likelihood, or else from the outskirts of a desolate field, the cusp of everlasting coffee-talk where all thought shares a virtual one-to-one correspondence with itself, but we must not let the question escape us, so we wrangle it into the shed and bust that bucking nightmare.

Whoo, doggie! How's that for incredible bravery and spectacular suffering?