Imagine you walk into a dodgy diner...the sulfurous smell of onions hits you as you open the door, you start sweating because there is no air conditioning, and the more you sweat the worse the chaffing of your too-tight collar gets. You jump, startled as deafening music starts up suddenly, it feels like the drumbeat is pulsating in your ears. You can feel your anxiety building, you start blinking in rhythm to the flickering fluorescent lights...you want to take flight, or at the very least fight the assault on your senses.