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Happiness Is The Most Insidious Prison Of All.

I Think That In An Increasingly Virtual World, Lovingly Produced Artefacts Are At A Premium.

Now Everything Is Wonderful And Hazardous And Nothing's Hypothetical.

Once A Man Has Seen Society's Black Underbelly, He Can Never Turn His Back On It. Never Pretend, Like You Do, That It Doesn't Exist.

It May Be True That The Only Reason The Comic Book Industry Now Exists Is For This Purpose, To Create Characters For Movies, Board Games And Other Types Of Merchandise.