Not "what," wanderer-- who Ipif is. It's the best-kept secret ever unheard of. Where the river runs out of space, where the ocean takes over, where blood fulfils its function and at last sleeps. You're walking into the afterlife, darling. Are you sure you want to keep going down here?
- Yes. I want to know more about this river.
- No, this sounds fucking dumb. DJay grew up to be such a pretentious git.