After hours of trudging through the grotesque web of sewage to infinitum, you may stumble across a small wedge of cheese. Nibbles and chunks are missing but the pungent aroma is no less bold or full. To take a bite, is to accept the premise that cheese is cheese no matter the circumstance. To be one of the Sewer Rats. Two nonexperts, scrounging for scraps of knowledge, underneath the world of academia.