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Resurfacing from the dream world – where drowning is mandatory. The hand waves in a greeting rather than asking for help. A royal profile framed neatly against the window light, with a disciplined lens adjusting habitually, as if soft focus is a crime. The contours of this character must always be sharp – inside of them, the abyss. “Frankenstein would want your mind / Your lovely head”: Eager to welcome the monsters, only programmed to arrive when we're awake.