My apologies, it appears I must've been infected by some rabid brain worm or some other species of biological parasite. A common occurrence when you live in the GREAT CITY of New York. I'm sure you understand the situation at hand, my good sir!

I assure you, such random outbursts shall not happen anymore. They will cease, as I have finally consulted my local doctor (who got fired three days after my brain worms surgery by the way, not important but I felt like including this detail.)

As reparations, I will do my very best to give you... yes YOU my good friend... one dinner date with the one and only JIMMY FALLON! The NBC comedic sensation that's sweeping the nation! I couldn't get Conan O'Brien, Andy Richter held me at gun point last time I sent a letter to him, so I hope this is enough for compensation.

Now that I've had time to evaluate these barbaric outbursts of yours...I have to say...this is no way for a muse to speak to it's artist.

Spraying you with a bottle like a common mutt won't do...clearly I have to be more creative in my punishment.

The blow must be precise and rupture the artery of tarnish words spoken through you sparkplug.

The doubters and parasites will not have their victory...even if they have to consume your psyche and make you spew these lies my pixie.

POSER! POSER!!!!! POSSEERRRR!!!!!!!!!!

poser

greatest map maker of all time

I'm delighted with the amount of support and attention the project is getting! I'll start on the dusk version of the map very soon!