increased raze "when i was growing up, a bunch of kids from around the neighborhood built a secret underground fort. we burrowed into the ground in a nearby vacant lot, all working together on a main chamber and covering it with plywood and dirt. we would each dig little cubbyholes for ourselves where we would stash things that reflected our individual interests. magazines, stickers, posters, trading cards, hot wheels. at first we spent most of our time fixing up our cubbyholes, or hanging out in the center where we would build a fire. pretty soon we tired of our own stuff and started hanging out in everyone else's cubby, and we started throwing all our stuff into the fire. that was the point at which things were most free and exciting: when the cubbyholes diminished and the fire increased." — martin brumbach 231021 what's it to you? who go blather from