Hey, you. I don’t know who you are, but you’re beautiful, and I don’t mean that in any regard to your looks — I don’t know who is reading this at this very second. So, yeah, you are anonymous, and you are beautiful. You know what else you are? Alive. That’s the only thing I know about you. And, I guess, that you can read, or be read to. Yes, you’re alive right now, because...