He doesn't live here anymore.

Hell is a strait and dark and foul-smelling prison, an abode of demons and lost souls, filled with fire and smoke.

It's not you, my dear. A trip on the town bicycle isn't nearly as fun when everyone's already run it roughshod.

Oil of the awara palm. This palm is very common on the coast of French Guiana; the fruit grows to a fine bunch, and ripens and falls between February and April. It is one of the most useful of trees, for every particle of it is utilized.