To quote a dead Italian

[gnommi]

Midway this life we're bound upon,
I woke to find myself in a dark wood,
Where the right road was wholly lost and gone.

There's just no getting away from it any more. No mere dilemma in deciding which path to take: the choices, if choices there are, are lost in the fog.

How did I come to stray so far?

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