For that dreadful flow, that seething roar. From jungle to desert to grievous night. Let these echoes string you together, sew you up, and make you whole. Only to be splintered and dazed once more. Cleanse the body, and the mind, with "laxatives". Wednesdays at midnight with alphonse and sufflé. Only on WRCT Pittsburgh. Visual representation: http://mundoestranho.abril.com.br/blogs/bestiario/files/2013/05/baratas-torta.gif