You step into the old room. The air is full of mothballs and age. The lamps are yellowing and their shades are adorned with tassels. This room was grand once. But now the wallpaper peels away like sunburned skin, and the air sits heavy. Much remains undiscovered here. You mooch around knick-knacks and paddy whacks ...

Hello, Dear Reader. How funny – I am not sure what I want to say to you. But I know I want to say something… We’ve been on a crazy adventure, you and I. We’ve seen a lot of things.  I think I’ve grown attached to you, if I’m being honest. And why wouldn’t I ...