Over the road there was a church: a modern gray building, which constantly played a recording of church bells. Strange it was. Why no proper bells? I never went in but I bet it was a robot church for androids, where the Bible was in binary and their Jesus had laser eyes and metal claws.

I've been wanting to tell people my theory about what goes on after time. It's beyond our consciousness. We get glimpses of it between the infrared and the ultraviolet - the narrow narrow corridor of light that we are able to perceive.

Turns out it was mostly a lie. But, at least for a short while, it was a beautiful one.

I think what's actually happened is print media is becoming obsolete, and this is like the floundering corpse of a dying media. It is just twitching.

As a producer, you've got to be involved in helping out with solving problems.

Honesty has always been an integral part of my operation, really.

Some people were just getting on with their lives, chatting, being young. It simply wouldn't do.