The 2825-2865 Magical Range from Hell continues to hold sway. I should be thankful, I suppose, that I didn’t wake up to a vault above this prison cell. I’m not sure if this wide-open wheat field for the bulls has been discussed anywhere else but Slope, but it’s really all that matters right now. Until we escape, neither side is in control. As I type this now, we’re smack dab in the middle of this DMZ.
