So you’re suggesting we take the train up to York, meet a ninety-year-old man, leap on him, and yank out his hair? I’m sure the Clave will be
ecstatic.”
“They’ll just say you’re mad,” said Jessamine. “They already think it, so what’s the difference, really? ↗
When a mad man found some certain way to express his insanity in original way, he would get promoted to be called an Artist.... Wait, are you talking about me? ↗