and now it’s time for one last bow, like all your other selves. eleven’s hour is over now, the clock is striking twelve’s.
- There’s something different about you, isn’t there?
- It’s the glasses. I’m wearing reading glasses now, on my nose, see?
there’s something you’d better understand about me, ‘cause it’s important and one day your life may depend on it: I am definitely a mad man with a box

