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(Not now, though. At this point he's such a sad drunk mess that Syndi could give up her whole Halloween evening and he wouldn't grasp pyramids, let alone oblate spheroids.)
ETA: It also involves space whales and unsettling architecture that starts off curvaceous and sultry and then becomes so eldritch that if you look at it, your eyes fall off.