So, after my digression, it was good to speak with her and a couple other people who shall remain anonymous. (Just in case I get any more unwelcome visitors.) I do miss them. A lot. But I don't miss the place, because I hate what it did to me. And would have continued to do to me as long as I allowed it. Enough = way more than enough.
On that note, this is what our sunsets often look like:
Copies are available in the lobby. (Shameless plug, I know. Oh well.)