“Is that right A cattle baron It sounds strange.”

“A man walks down the street. It's a street in a strange world. Maybe it's the third world. Maybe it's his first time around. He doesn't speak the language. He holds no currency. He is a foreign man. He is surrounded by the sound, sound of cattle in the marketplace, scatterlings and orphanages. He looks around, around he sees angels in the architecture spinning in infinity and he says, "Amen" and "Hallelujah!”

“I'm standing in a slaughterhouse where the cattle are begging to become hamburgers. I have a right to be jumpy.”

“Right now I have a milk mustache. I grew it on a cattle ranch, and then glued it to my face.”

“Cattle... it called us cattle...We're hamburger, you mean.”

“...right now, right now, I am strange. It is strange. This life is strange. For now, only for now, I am happy.”