: #Laughs |"Psst, c'mere," said the shifty-eyed man wearing a long black trenchcoat, as he beckoned me off the rainy street into a damp dark alley.

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#Laughs |"Psst, c'mere," said the shifty-eyed man wearing a long black trenchcoat, as he beckoned me off the rainy street into a damp dark alley.

I followed."What are you selling?" I asked."Geometrical algebra drugs.""Huh!?""Geometry drugs.

Ya got your uppers, your downers, your sidewaysers, your inside-outers...""Stop right there," I interrupted.

"I've never heard of inside-outers.""Oh, man, you'll love 'em.

Makes you feel like M.C.

ever-lovin' Escher on a particularly weird day.""Go on...""OK, your inside-outers, your arbitrary bilinear mappers, and here, heh, here are the best ones," he said, pulling out a large clear bottle of orange pills."What are those, then?" I asked."Givens transformers.

They'll rotate you about more planes than you even knew existed.""Sounds gross.

What about those bilinear mappers?""There's a whole variety of them.

Here's one you'll love -- they call it 'One Over Z' on the street.

Take one of these little bad boys and you'll be on speaking terms with the Point at Infinity."