55. I haven't forgotten about the beach, you know, and I'd still like a Coke. Where are you from? You talk funny, you know. What kind of accent is that? Are you from around here? Stranger to these parts, eh? Haven't I seen you before? At the post office? Were you one of the blurry people on the television? On COPS? On America's Most Wanted?

You're all over, you.

You're written into the culture.

You're a representation of a representation of a representation of something unknowable.

Unknowable and unpleasant.

Unreachable and unfulfilling.

Uncivilized and uncouth.

You are a foggy specter of ruin, an usher to a wretched land of dissolution.

56.