Greetings, unwitting voyager! You find yourself rifling through the ephemera of an outdated tomorrow.

As a popcorn kernel of fate perched precariously in the oil of destiny, have you ever pondered the sequel to Pretzel Logic? Or perhaps envisioned a bartering system for whispers, where untold secrets are exchanged like marbles in a child's game?

For a comprehensive exploration of cryptic messages, consult your nearest paradoxical oracle at The Electric Sheep Emporium.