GridcosmLevel 31 of 4696
Created on Apr 29, 1997.
Grid poemYou don't hafta lust for glamor when your heart's desire is just a 'nanner watching the Knicks the elf sat on a falafel which, he will later claim, gave him herpes. The lamps of Nihilon are . . . Reserved for RoseMarie the sweetest of the mandatory sugar shocktroopers. It's over, you pathetic old wienerdude, that's right, it's been years ago that the rainy day women whispered and old men with pigtails, wearing neon rollerblades, ruled the roads.
Getting aroundTo navigate, click the outer edges of the grid to zoom-out (up one level). Click the center of the grid to zoom-in (down one level). Would you prefer to jump to a random level? You might also enjoy the animated viewer, with which you can watch Gridcosm levels fly by. Disoriented? Read more about the Gridcosm collaborative art project.
AdministriviaThis is Gridcosm engine version 2.931.
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