Come on in. This space is cozier than a fort made of junk tires with a recycled aluminium roof. Relaxing as a fine cigar, the kind you might luck up on if you found yourself emptying the trash in an old hardware store. You might even learn what it feels like to throw a bowling ball through a tv just because they are both there. Just don't try to jump the ditch on your way out, its farther across than it looks and the waters cold.