indigestion raze "why_this?" he said. "why_now? why, after six years of nothing, when food is one of the few things in this mutilated life of mine that gives me any joy at all, would you pour acid down my throat and watch me writhe while it eats me from the inside? why?" he waited for an answer from the architect of his unease. all he got for his trouble was a belch that rose from the bile in his belly. 250908 what's it to you? who go blather from