I tried to work in a sharpening analogy to Black Hand (maybe "muddy hand", for those perpetually covered in waterstone swarf?) but just couldn't make it work in the limited time I had at work today.
Young Bosnia is equally difficult, but we might be able to define a sharpening no-mans land.
Bumbling forward into the unknown.
Janice Joplin must be tappin' her toes in heaven! Great lyrics!