What an accolade. Shut up, I advised myself, he can break you in half. We stood there smiling at each other for a few more seconds, me wondering what the hell to add to this surreal bonhomie, but Randy had no worries, he knew exactly what he was about. Leaning even closer, one more inch and he’d be right in my face, conspiratory murmur: “So when can I see it?” “See what? The Funhole? Haven’t, hasn’t Na—Shrike taken you there?”
