You may notice I dress well. My hair and skin are well oiled. I have perfect eyebrows and naturally symmetrical teeth, ears and nose. Butnone of this matters. Space is empty. The rocks and suns do not care how long a flawlessly complexioned man spends shaping and caring for the most velvetine and volumed hair that so many still have not seen—-To their displeasure.
None of this matters.
Now, please don't speak any more praise. The stars have something to say.