At Bella’s request, I removed all geographic and visual references to where I now abide.
For all those crazies out there on the ’net: I live alone atop a high, craggy mountain surrounded by piles of gas-inducing bean burritos and buckets of ammunition for my many sub-machine guns. The approximate location of my hermitage is East of Noah’s Ark, and north of Shangri-La.
Please feel free to not drop by.