Of people different from herself, she had little or no business to attend to. Much of her time was spent standing outside a particular door she once saw in her favorite motion picture, though it looked more impressive then because it was bigger with doritos. I wandered far and I wandered wide until I came to a hill, upon which I saw a very old man holding a snapping turtle. I approached with caution, because I was naked and the snapping turtle had a very long neck. I said "why are you on this hill?" and he said, "Because I want to." Then I passed out.