A man walks into a bar. ‘Why so glum?’ asks the barman, as he pours him a beer.

‘I woke up today. I’m walking on a glass floor. Below me is the starry night, and no directions for which way I should go.’

‘Has no-one left you a note?’

‘I’ve found some scraps of paper with scribbles on them, but nothing coherent, and most of the scraps don’t agree with one another.’

‘Then better to relax a little, take things one step at a time. Let’s see if we can work this out.’


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