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Harlequin was a super-hero I once played. He had a very powerful
teleportation power, which worked by "bouncing" off the fabric dividing this
universe from other parallel universes.
He was also totally insane.
While testing his power, he had found another universe that he could travel
to. Like our universe, this was of a finite area. Also like our universe, it had no
boundary. The fabric of its space-time was curved, so that if you travelled
away in a straight line you would eventually get back to where you started
from.
But unlike our universe, it was only about thirty metres across.
It also had a bit of a problem with right-angles. There were three dimensions,
but they were a bit squiffy. Distances and angles just sortof morphed as you
moved around. A right-angle was more a good idea to aim for than a tangible
fact.
Harlequin entirely filled his pocket universe with a building (which had a finite
number of rooms, but no boundaries). He was particularly proud of the bowling
alley that ran the full length of the universe and back again, so that when you
looked at the bowling pins you could see the back of yourself, standing in
front of them.
Yeah, it was all a bit squiffy, and none of the rooms was what you would call
square, but it was home.
He called it the Houseyverse.
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