Oh, it's you. So you've made it through the labyrinthian catacombs this far. Was it the rolled pieces of bread dough that lead you to me? Or the spillings from the combine? The circuitous single-pixel passage through the aperture of a camera? A masonic sign beneath the folds of my roquelaire? A snipe hunt? An heroic quest for knowledge? Prurient interest? A refuge from the taunts of fans who mock your inadequacy? Well, then. Here you are. And where might you go next? Go, go and find more pages