When I was trying to bribe Bob Carr’s security guard at the Miami River Circle site in 1999 in order to take measurements, I was going after this same information, and friends thought I was crazy. Good. Good riddance to soft, fragile eggshell minds. Troglodyte drunks and suburban sentinels of Castle Stupid, I suck your brains through alabaster straws sshshhhhhhlurp! Putting your hate on my salad.