It’s damned tame, whatever it is, comin’ in here at feedin’ time an’ gettin’ its whack of fish.

Duochrome monotony of gray weather recalling Cage's Four Minutes Thirty-Three Seconds of silence, making Julian hungry to see something with a feeling attached.

Google is the all-consuming superpower on the Internet; soon everything will be owned by them.

I meant to pause the picture, but hit the rewind by mistake.