Come on Harris. Buy the ticket, take the ride. Out to the edge, I mean. "Where is the edge?", you say. There is no way to explain where the edge is, because the only people who really know where it is are the ones who have gone over, but it's still fun to grope for it in the cover of darkness and while under the influence. I know you hear what I'm saying. You want to make that journey. I know you do.