Observe Sally; she has found in a box in the attic a key. After holding the cold metal in her hand, it taking on her own ambient temperature, she considered the familiarity of the object. Its shape and weight. The strangeness of its teeth as opposed to other keys. Then it struck her. The shape of the reset port on her government-issued blinders. She rushed down the ladder and into the bathroom to stare into …

Who would have thought the most punk rock thing you could do as a man, would be to be faithful to one woman, marry her, and raise a family.