So here I am in the last circle of hell. Or so I think, the creatures around me look like they came from fiction. But in front of me sat a creature covered in gold and despair. This is the first time I seen sadness made into furniture, the being looked up on me with confusion and then it said why was I here? Lady I said, this is what happens when you listen to chop suey on a highway. She relaxed a bit from that comment, so you...