Here, the sky is perpetually painted with a faintly annoying shade of chartreuse. The air is thick with the scent of mild disinterest.
Visit our Paradox Corner for a taste of the local flavor of cognitive dissonance.
Or, if you're feeling particularly adventurous, head to our Paradox Pit of Despair for a dose of existential dread.
But be warned: the fabric of reality is fragile here. Proceed with caution.