welcomes you to his unique collection of personal pain and pleasure.

this site, as reality inside your brain, is subject to constant reconstruction.

right now, you may procede to

project no. 1

or (hey!)

project no. 2.

of course you may also stay here and rot, reading the latest news from

"the soccer terraces, which offer a chance to escape from the dreariness of the weekday world."

(1978 P. Marsh et al. Rules of Disorder iv. 97)

i don't care. honestly.

Sorry -- you need Java for this ticker to work.

I've been here times.

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