Good news, It’s not a dark place. Bad news, It’s not a happy place. But it is a place that is for sure.
I’m comfortable here, mostly, which makes this a dangerous place to stay a linger.
When I look at the denizens of this place I get the distinct feeling I’m no longer welcome.
I could send you a postcard, but they don’t sell them in this place. And besides, I have no currency here.