> I swear...I want to walk around in your skin for > awhile, Paul, and see the world through your > eyes. The people! The people!
Aww, sweetie...
Though after looking at interaction city out of my portholes, you would soon find that your own enclosure is more fruity, and would rush back at speed, maybe with a small memento, such as a pencil or a tin of okra with tomato sauce.